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▮ ₪┆“Uh,” Alibaba paused, scanning the unfamiliar room before taking a step pass the cloth that hung over an otherwise open door. He’d been told the best way to fix the sword he’d recently broken in a training match was to see one of the city’s blacksmiths, and that they’d have the skill and tools needed to repair the nick the fangs of the coliseum beasts had managed to chip off. Now, if only he could actually find the person he’d been referred to…

“Hey,” he eventually spoke up through the empty room, “…this is one of Reim’s blacksmith shops, isn’t it? I was sent here by Shambal, from the coliseum.”

Reminiscences of Half a Century by an Accurate Observer, 1838

At Mitchelstown are very neat almshouses, endowed by a Countess of Kingston for decayed ladies and gentlemen. They form one side of a square, with gardens attached to each. We saw at a distance Shambally, Lord Lismore’s. Facing me every morning as I rose, I was greeted with the view of the summit of one of the highest mountains in Tipperary, “Gaulty Mohr,” which I was anxious to ascend; but on stating my wish to my host and his brother, they declined the walk, but would be happy to procure me guides and every other facility. Accordingly, one fine morning, after having had a basket most plentifully supplied with prog and mountain dew by the amiable Miss—, my guides, Finissay and Carenah, made their appearance. We started at ten o’clock, keeping up a steady pace, admiring, as we went along, the magnificent views. We passed the lake in which a Mr. Creagh was so nearly drowned, having been seized with cramp. Immediately above was an eagle’s nest. After very considerable fatigue I reached the summit of Gaulty Mohr, and sat down at the rock called Massy Dawson’s Dining Table, where I enjoyed my sandwiches, and drank the healths of my excellent friends below in a bumper of mountain dew, and on finishing the bottle, placed in it a card with my name and those of the guides, corking it up, and burying it under the rock. It was now five o’clock, and a fog with a drizzling rain coming on, we found it prudent to descend; and this was found to be no easy matter, the ground being so boggy, that every now and then I fell in up to my knees, and once up to the neck, and was lugged out by one of the guides. I returned, after having been out twelve hours, drenched to the skin, and completely knocked up.

I really would but then it just falls on my mom and that’s the last thing she needs
nah the ladies in the family gotta stick together.
and she’ll just keep bringing home takeout because she doesn’t have time to cook and that’s not good for us
but the fact that I spent an hour and a half making chicken cutlets instead of watching the oscars makes me sad

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Браслет из кракелированного аметиста.
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