Majenta

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I received the information from a polite clerk and turned away from the counter. “Boy!” I heard a woman’s voice, harsh and loud. I glanced toward the door to see a large, matriarchal woman, elderly and impatient. Her pinched face grimaced and she waved me to her. “Boy, come here. Hurry!” Astonished, I obeyed.
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