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…st time to me. “Miss Emily, she sure gave majestic head. Here, have some yourself. A gift from me.” And with a flourish, he pulled Emily’s bloody head from under his cloak and tossed it to my feet. “See Johnny. It wasn’t your time. It was hers.”
The Fascinating Paul Mansfield
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Eeek poor Emily!
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