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Inside the noisy and dim Sunset Pub, Quide was breathing heavily as he leaned down on the bar counter. He raised a glass of wine to his mouth, drinking glass after glass.
"Hey, big guy. If you don't tip there would be no black pine wine!"
Jala stood behind the bar counter and was in a bad mood as she brought two glasses of black pine wine. She slammed them on the bar counter without a trace of politeness. "I am giving you the last two glasses out of respect for your fathe ...
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