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Tattle calls Curses amongst the Merchants They hack of new seasons brided with ill weather These social breaks that cement their business relations ; A ****** of Tongues A Jinn A wit that flees port Fleas to the ears that scout town.
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Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 8:49 PM UTC
The Merchants [BabelTolls]
Tattle calls Curses amongst the Merchants They hack of new seasons brided with ill weather These social breaks that cement their business relations ; A ****** of Tongues A Jinn A wit that flees port Fleas to the ears that scout town.
#merchant#gossip#doom#babel#tolls#curses
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Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 8:49 PM UTC
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