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Last published Thu, Jan 29, 2015
My name is Gracie and I live in Minnetonka, MN in a modern/traditional mansion on the lake. Before you ask no I am not spoiled.. Well maybe. I play soccer for the Minnetonka Royals, our colors are royal blue and silver. We dominate. I dedicate my whole life to soccer, nothing in the world can top it. I may get hurt and bruised and sore but nothing can break me. Once again I'm Gracie and I hope you like my life in the soccer fields.
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