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“Who let her in here?” he demanded, turning on his doormen. “Are your orders not clear? When I have not summoned my companions, they are to remain in their chambers! Remove her at once and be thankful I do not pin you in my garden as a reminder you are my guards and not my whoremongers!” “Nobody mongers me, mate,” said Lan. “I do my own whoring.”
Land of the Beautiful Dead
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