Afterthought
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Last published Sun, Aug 14, 2022
Alecia Iris Santiago was a- Nope, wrong one.
A London born by the name of Elizabeth Cornel- Nope, not this one either.
Anna Schneider, part German- Wrong again.
Circe Acacia Hatzis. That's the one.
A life full of aliases can often have you confused with what's real or not but for some people it's second nature. What isn't so easy for Circe is figuring out why more people than those on regular basis seem to want to kill her. Airplane trips, late night snacks, a jerk and his groupies, what more could she need to make everything easier to figure out?
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