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... lmon fishman Salt-Grill held a wine jug, staggering as he came behind the fishman who was burying his head and smoking opium, shouting sternly.
"Minister Salt-Grill?" The fishman hurriedly got up, the cigarette in his hand flickering with a bright spark.
Wisps of smoke slowly drifted, Salt-Grill lightly sniffed twice, his eyes staring at the cigarette burning between the fishman’s fingers as he asked, "What is this cigarette? The smell... why is it so good?"
The fishman q ...
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