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0y2n6x3z2u in January, 2010.
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| 4:05a | For a man other than the King or one of the... - 1 reply |
| 5:40a | "You still have time to recover" was his... |
| 2:18a | Will you speak to him about how I like it?" "I... |
| 12:16a | He sat in a massive oak chair set squarely down... |
| 3:20a | Dianora used to go to that same upstairs window... |
| 1:05a | There were times when she envied them that... |
| 1:54a | So one Saturday she, her agent and I went and... |
| 1:31a | Which would mean that my mother and a great many... |
| 1:31a | Someone in a steep cap with a curled feather... |
| 1:37a | Alais hurried up to the tableEven before she... |
| 1:38a | His unctuous tone irritated her, as always, but... |
| 1:01a | An exquisite, deadly thing Grafted in Ygrath, of... |
| 12:47a | And its price reflected that factHe looked over... |
| 12:43a | Alessan and Baerd, with Ducas and Arkin and... |
| 12:48a | What he had done to Sandre d'Astibar was... |
| 12:48a | Alessan said, "When we went back to the cabin... |
| 12:43a | For the rest of that last song about Eanna naming... |
| 12:47a | She did not, could not hear Sandre d'Astibar's... |
| 12:52a | He looked past Baerd to where Catriana stood, and... |
| 12:48a | The government takes its share from your paycheck... |
| 12:52a | Whatever hope it might seem to offer, love was... |
| 12:52a | Whatever hope it might seem to offer, love was... |