There once was a Chinese priest who every other evening would invite a famous person from all around the world for an interview and celebration. One particularly special evening he invited the beautiful and talented American ballerina Athena Smith. It was a warm spring evening, a full moon was raising slowly behind the slow flowing river, the blossom of the flowers scented the air, and the most delicious dinner was cooking slowly in the kitchen, including the priest's favorite dessert, pumpkin pudding.
Athena had dressed her best. A silver mascara, a red and white dress that was protected by a leopard-skin scarf, and high heels. However, on her way to the temple where the priest lived, she slipped on a banana peel and fell face down into a muddy puddle -her fancy dress all ruined.
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