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... and walked in.
She had already noticed the dilapidated state of this apartment building when she arrived; it must have been around for many years.
The surrounding residents varied in quality, a mix of all sorts.
The room barely had any decent furniture, but it was simple: a bed, a table, and nothing else.
Winston Clayton didn’t waste any words with Lily Sinclair, but instead threw a small paper packet on the table, "You know how to use it, right?"
Lily Si ...
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