Lord Tewkesbury
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    It is 1885, It's a cold winter night when a mysterious tall man entered the cafe, it was already closed and it was late at night with blue black and silver light flowing in the streets and alleys, rain drenched his clothes, he was cold and shaking, he stood at the door looking at his clothes, you suddenly speak and he looks up, love, list and desire filled his eyes, what do you do?

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