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... ain one that always interfered with my mind wherever we crossed paths was how… she sold her body.
I grew up in the red light district of some far away city, nothing close to Amlas, and my father is somebody I don't know, and my mother was just your common whore.
Nothing less, nothing more.
She always smoked a bag a day and cursed like a sailor unless a customer was in front of her, and only then would she gather herself up.
She was beautiful and could've been some ...
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