District 1
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District 1: Luxury items
Ever wondered what makes the Capitol so beautiful and desirable? It all comes from District 1.
Most people start to learn how to make such wonderful creations at such a young age, but one girl is more interested in other stuff.
When she grows up, Lydia dreams of moving to a different District. She likes District 8, but also is very fond of District 11, agriculture. But 11 is extremely poor as it is an outsider district. She thinks of herself being born into the wrong district. Until she meets Oliver. A boy only a year older than her. He has the same thought about moving. They plan moving until they find out just how difficult it would be to move so far away.
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