An' if you'd take a moment to do yer bleedin' 'omework you'll know it for the truth it is
No, I've no idea who she is... Do you?
The door opened upon a world redolent of beeswax, spice cakes and apple blossoms. Gleaming walnut table, fully six metres expanded, nealry lost beneath a tarot spread uses twelve decks... Silence greeted me among guttering candelabra. The remains of...
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