I will wish you success or failure, whichever is the better for you. I need a white man, if only to talk to; and it will be a god send to talk to someone of your intelligence. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. This also struck her as odd. He’s waiting.
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