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coffee for the cold blooded | unedited draft

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19th century Orchid meets the De Lucas.
  
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  "Breathe, Orchid, breathe," I told myself aloud. But it seemed the most difficult thing to do. My heart ached and clenched. The putrid smell of the sight made me gag. Seeing this all made it real, and I couldn't stand it being real.جميع الحقوق محفوظة

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