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... sing aside blouses and skirts. The morning sunlight streamed through the small window of her room above The Laughing Mermaid tavern, illuminating the cluttered but cozy space.
"Another day, another dozen leering fools," she muttered to herself, selecting a high-necked blouse. "You'd think they'd never seen a woman before."
At twenty-five, she had been running the tavern for three years since her grandmother passed. It has in their family for generations—as had their secret faith. ...
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