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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="b3f94a07db45af82b3c6020b0fc5e4e2"Thank you for reading! I love all of these fandoms and can't wait for you to get more of them! My friend Mali and I are going to be alternating fandoms and chapters./p