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The little mind of us

"So how is the contest my ferell?" The man with broad shoulders, thick brows, tall and handsome asked. Sitting on his expensive throne, with its wristwatch that shines every single time when its diamond on its lace penetrated by a dim light of dirty-white lamplight. He Took his wine glass with it...

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