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Chapter 9B5 - : Why Us?
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... dpa, I was sorely mistaken. I was the next victim of the insanity. About two hours—and over a hundred cushions sold—after the old guy left, a girl and a guy approached my booth. The girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing an elaborate robe and a haughty expression. The guy behind her, likely in his thirties, wore the same robe as the city guards, complete with the wheat-and-sword emblem.
She inspected the jewelry I was selling, pointing regally at an ugly brooch that re ...
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