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... of Klapsus, Beatrice’s eyes were bombarded with countless sights of depravity. The dark, wooden benches that were placed at irregular intervals along the streets were rarely left empty. Beatrice imagined starting a drinking game and taking a shot each time she saw some new combination of different kinks, pairings, or the number of participants, but realized that she would probably die from alcohol poisoning before she walked a mile.
Just now, Beatrice passed another bench where some shir ...
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