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... is out of scrap iron.

Scrap iron has been writing books for more than a decade. From magazines and physical books, I have written more serious works. The reason why I write a very serious "I only" is to challenge myself. Unfamiliar areas, and by this way, let go of the body, no longer subject to the constraints and embarrassment of the past.

Light novels, cities, romance, campus, junior high school students...any element has not been tried before scrap iron, so I encountered a lot ...

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“Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.”

“Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?”

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