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... way from the elegant, polished streets of London, the English coastline was a miserable, gray wasteland.
The violent storm that had nearly killed the Duke of Ford had struck the coastal cliffs with equal brutality.
High on a rocky bluff, hidden away from the main trading ports, stood an old, decaying wooden warehouse. It was known among the local smugglers simply as the "blind." It was a place where illegal goods were hidden in the dark before being secretly moved into the city. ...
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