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Who's the master of whom

My head was hurting as much as if I'd spent the night drinking the cheapest beer in the bar. The pain pulsed, like rhythmic beats, until I opened my eyes and saw the high ceiling of the living room. The knocks were coming from the front door and it didn't look like the person was just going to give ...

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