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- Y-yes, I've had them for a while, - she continued to sob, - I used to work at the circus until I got fired. I got into a couple of drunken fights, but who hasn't? - she smiled through her tears. - And they kicked me out in the middle of the night. I put on the first thing I could find, and only then did I notice that they weren't my shoes. I wanted to return them, but they were already gone... They probably think I stole them on purpose... - she started crying again.
— Why are you dressed like that? — He places the clothes of Beata, which were cut with a sword, on the table. — Are you working as a night butterfly?