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Niewolnica
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Ongoing, First published Dec 24, 2016
Nazywam się Irma Wood.  Mam 12 lat. Mieszkam z mamą i siostrą Leą w małym miasteczku, gdzie przyjeżdżają najbogatsi męszczyźni świata, aby kupić sobie zabawke. Tych męszczyzn nazywamy Szachami. Wszystko im wolno. Kupują dziewczyny takie jak ja albo troche starsze. Uwarzają że w naszym miasteczku są najpiękniejsze, najgrzeczniejsze dziewczyny którewypełnią ich zachcianki. Lea ma 7 lat.
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