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... nd when looking at Fontaine County on the other side of the mountain, Viscount Moore, who was still holding a lime plaster shelf, took a sip behind him, and the thick sputum fell On a withered woman.
The woman's clothes were ragged, she was holding a baby just under the age in her right hand, and she was holding an old man in her left hand.
Behind the woman were dozens of men and women who looked similar to her. These people were without exception, all wearing heavy heels.
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