A Cut-throat business
Nazo ran through the sliding door, whipped off her burqa, and took the screw-driver to her face. “The bloody strike had to happen today”, she muttered to herself while unscrewing her Bio-eye-mask. It was...
Nazo ran through the sliding door, whipped off her burqa, and took the screw-driver to her face. “The bloody strike had to happen today”, she muttered to herself while unscrewing her Bio-eye-mask. It was...
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