The Journey of an Ou
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author: <Mobile mailbox&g
The heavy rain came and went quickly, leaving a humid air thick with the faint smell of earth. The cobblestone streets gleamed under the intermittent sunlight.,Let me know if you have other text you'd like translated!,Green-haired Mohawk pointed his gun steadily at Old Jack with his right hand, and beckoned with his left: "Don't make a sound, slow down old man, crawl out from behind the counter slowly, let me see your hands...good, don't even think about making any moves. You two, go tie up these two unlucky bastards, and take their money too."。