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Gorgeous, lean, sharp, red of hair, and most likely deadly.
You were looking at me like I owe you money,
or years.
I probably do.
When i came out and you were still there.
i flattered myself that it was to shoot some more daggers at me, but i figger you probably just don't trust buildings.
i know i don't.
are they letting any other goddesses come down to slum with the locals?
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