Confidence is Key

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I strut through the crowd with a cocky grin plastured on my face. I have two alluring models under my arms. All eyes are on us, on me. The whispers make my smile enlarge immensely. The rumors of how i managed to become this way range from celebrity infuences, to a magical wizard. But I can assure them that they are all wrong. It took an abundant amout of work to become this way. It doesn't take fancy cloths or brands. All it takes is confidence.

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