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‘Oh. Oh. You have a magic boy. Why didn't you say so?' The priest scratched his forehead beneath the white silk blindfold that covered his eyes. 'Magnificent. I'll plant him in the fucking ground and grow a vine to an enchanted land beyond the clouds.'

Tammy The Lies Of Locke Lamora, page 2 · December 1, 2024 Save to shelf

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