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    Fantasy Exhausted on the Holy Ground

    The lanky, perhaps lankier than his freer, prisoner stares in disbelief at the door and the glass at his own face. He was masculine, with a healthy amount of hair on his face but healthy in appearance, he was not. He quickly ran into the hallway, going the way he thought the emancipator went...
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