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						Your twelve year old Sister, Chelsea, picks up the lamp and immediately her face lights up in joy. 
She runs to her room and places it on her shelf. 
A few hours pass, she picks up the lamp, out of curiosity she rubs it. Out flies a Genie,
“Greetings Chelsea,” the genie says, “you have 3 wishes, minimum. You may use as many wishes as you please,”