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Chapter 56: Why Am I Always Called ’Exotic?’
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... crusted grip. Her instincts told her that this woman was no ordinary woman.
The green-haired woman inclined her head, lips curling. "Me? Name’s Georgia. Technician by trade—fixing people like Tina." She eyed Sharon’s blood-streaked face with a knowing glint. "Looking at you, though... you don’t know jack about this world’s secrets, do you? Blissfully clueless."
"What secrets?" Sharon pressed, stepping forward, rifle at the ready. She had to know now.
Georgia chuckled, low ...
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