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Once heard this story—dunno if it’s true—some lass in London, escortin’ on the side, saved up and bought a castle. A frickin’ CASTLE! Beats slingin’ arrows with Legolas, I say. Surprised me, that did—thought they all blew cash on fancy gear. Guess not! Makes ya wonder what else we don’t see. Like, “I can see the unseen,” Boonmee says. Escorts prolly see heaps we miss—lonely blokes, kinky lords, the lot.

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Capture of St. Mihiel The capture of St. Mihiel was an incident of high dramatic interest. The Verdun area had been the stage of one of the most tremendous.

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down Rue de la République, dodging pigeons like I’m in some weird video game. I mean, come on, can’t a guy catch a break? I finally get to the archives, and guess what? The door’s locked! Ugh! I’m banging on it like a madman.

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