Joseph N. Welch

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This entire trip hadn’t been what she’d hoped for, but really, what had she expected? She would never have been treated like a typical “daughter of the soil,” even if she hadn’t had her accident. Now, whenever anyone saw her, they saw her exos first, and if they could get past those, when she opened her mouth, she only spewed “foreigner.”
Death of the Author
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