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Rarity had been going over things in her head. Over and over again, trying to think of something new, a new market that she hadn't stretched into, fashion untapped, potential to discover. She had been going over scraps of parchment, putting ideas down for something she didn't quite realize. Though it became apparent to her, that her market now should be children. No, not children persay. Younger, slightly older foals, maybe fillies and colts that were just a bit above being foals as well? Yes! It was perfect! Parents would be easier to sell to, they choose what their children wear after all. But not older fillies and colts, their too independent, they don't want what their parents want. But younger ones, still let their parents dress them up, foals have little choice in the matter. Rarity began writing things up, working on sketches, thinking she even had the perfect model upstairs, this would be great!
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