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Lola laughed. A light liberation that could conceal her throbbing throat. It was easy to do when most people painted her with warm wine and black blood.
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Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
Lola
Lola laughed. A light liberation that could conceal her throbbing throat. It was easy to do when most people painted her with warm wine and black blood.
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Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
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