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When Maria found the lamp, it was in a pawn shop priced at $7.50. It didn't really look like much; it was fairly traditional as far as genie lamps went, she thought, resembling a very small, shallow watering can with a lid. The brass was tarnished black in places and dented in others, but she knew the moment she laid eyes on it that it was magical. She knew with more than just a gullible dreamer's certainty that her wishes could come true. She knew what that gullible certainty felt like (spending the night in a cold barn waiting for aliens to take her to Utopia; giving her last dime to a homeless man because he said he was an angel; letting h