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... inding. The air was thick with a cloying, heavy perfume, cheap wine, and the smell of unwashed bodies. A tiny piano sound could be heard somewhere. Before her eyes could even adjust, a figure detached itself from the gloom.
"Oh, my, my! A new little bird, and a fine one, too!" a woman’s voice, like gravel in honey, boomed in her ear.
A large, formidable woman, squeezed into a gaudy, bright-red silk dress that left little to the imagination, stood before her. Her hair was a mounta ...
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