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>Workers Buy a painting for 3k Yeah, right... Author
Radiant Empress, b****. Utopia, f*** it. Where, despite all the variety of choices, you either bow at the feet and march in formation, singing songs, or they shoot you in the back of the head, and your head explodes like an overripe watermelon. Just like in Thailand, only on a planetary scale. A nightmare.
No one really bows to anyone... How many of the billion people will personally meet the Goddess-Empress in their lifetime? Students of the military academy are just lucky.Author
- Bea-chan wishes you well! I love the whole world! Tuturu! - said Beata in a deliberately squeaky voice, desperately making faces, and put her hands in a heart shape. Gion put his hand to his face.
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