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That evening as he ate in the town square, Nicolotto ignored the mocking from some of the locals. He had only moved to town recently, still staying at the inn, and had not endeared himself to anyone. His love of music and the arts was not well received by the salt of the earth type who made the village their home. He had no idea how the people accepted Galitia’s rule over them. He couldn’t see what she provided …
Michael Williams
✍ Posy Churchgate
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