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Cut the Cord - F DOT LEONORA
Cleo looked over at Oscar as he slept beside her, her discarded fishnets under her on the bed. She was restless. Her eyes were damp, as well as her temples. The state between sleep and wake was the most truthful in her experience. The dream that she just had about Cadmus had not changed her […]
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