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“Pretty please,” said the fish. “Please with sugar on top. Could I have one more wish? Then, I promise, I’ll stop.” And the star listened closely, his patience worn thin, while the fish begged and begged. Then he finally gave in. “I will grant you one more,” said the star to the fish. “You may have only one—only one final wish. But this wish has a price; there is one smal
