แปด. Our Selfish War Part 1

Oh, the happiness of the catch—the spattering of blood over the palm of my hand, thought Danny. He stepped outside into a swollen night heat. Where the mosquitoes bounced off the balcony neons.

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Tujuh. The Boat and the Brothel เก้า. Our Selfish War Part 2
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