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That's Not My Name

Ainslee

My fucking sock is wet.

Again.

It’s a chilly night, yet we are all standing outside of the mayor’s office on the lawn. Earlier in the day, the town criers had spread the word that there would be a village meeting this evening at sundown. Everyone is expected to be there. No one has any ide...

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