Mad Puppeter Idols T
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The silk threads flew dexterously in the hands, and the absurd opera was performed tirelessly again and again. The curtain rises, the curtain falls. On the grand stage, in the arranged script, who can escape?
The silk threads flew dexterously in the hands, and the absurd opera was performed tirelessly again and again. The curtain rises, the curtain falls. On the grand stage, in the arranged script, who can escape?