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He stripped off his shirt and stepped into the moonlit creek, his colander still on his head. “He hasn’t got any nipples,” noticed Osric. To Widdershins, he called, “Why haven’t you got any nipples?” “You can’t just ask people why they haven’t got nipples,” said Fairhrim. “Lost them in the fire,” said Widdershins.
The Irresistible Urge to Fall for Your Enemy (Dearly Beloathed, #1)
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