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They call her The Candy Maker. Every day she dons her edible attire and attends her little shop in Mashiva's Old City. There, she waits for curious clients to express interest in more than just her singular candy offerings. A bit of flirting. A bit of coaxing. That's usually all it takes. They mount her home made candy machine and melt into glorious amber confection, right there in front of anyone who might be passing by, alive and conscious for every gloriously long minute of the experience. Drizzling down onto the conveyor. Spreading out and cooling before being pulled through the rolling mold that forms the candies into perfect representations of her intimate bits. Candies that carry those bits unique flavor, lightly sweetened, and packaged by the dozen, and included in assortments of multiple clients.

Each box of The Candy Maker's candy sells for twenty-four credits each, and each client can generate roughly three hundred boxes. Typically, this means a hundred and twenty solo boxes and inclusion in two hundred and eighty assortments, usually two in each. Want one of these wonderful selections? All you have to do is see The Candy Maker. She only sells in person. So go ahead. Enter her shop. You might just come out with some of the finest candy in Mashiva. Or you might come out AS the finest candy in Mashiva. Wouldn't that be fun?

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