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The Kha' slumped on the table would take a loose slice of cake laying idly on the table, throwing it on the ground near Mukar, hoping he is still under the obesity curse. "Quiet Mukar, some of us are trying to sleep."

 

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Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

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