The Art Of Escape
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I'm an escape artist. It's not a job. It's not a hobby. It's what I do. It's the way I was raised, and to be honest? It's come in handy more than once. Being able to catch me has become a challenge... I'm a legend. I am Naomi Akkermans.
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