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> 八十一子 wrote: >9㿴ںڵͷ > >Look at her dark hair, her grace as she stands. >Think of the sweetness of those ruby lips. >"Your kiss for alms," I begged, "for goodness' sake." >She turned, laughed: "Think what a profit you'd make!" > >㿴ںڵͷö...
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