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... our doors to do business, how could there possibly be a fatality! It’s that wretched dwarf spouting nonsense; if old mama knew, she’d definitely tear his mouth apart, this... this is simply slander," the Procuress huffed, her face full of indignation, looking wronged.
"Sir Constable, who exactly is slandering our brothel? It’s utterly despicable, isn’t it?" Having been around the Itinerant World for many years, the Procuress was quite cunning and was trying to probe for some information ...
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