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... atulate, the various magnificent carriages parked outside the palace, one of the brightly dressed black-shoulders gathered in the foreign exchange, talked in twos and threes.
The monsoon smoke went down the carriage, and she was very simple in her dress with a long skirt and a delicate face. She stood at the intersection of the moonlight and the lights, looked at the palace in front of her, and lifted it slightly. Hand, scratching the uneasy little bat with your fingertips.
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