Irish Reverse Harem
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The noise of patrons grew louder as I stepped into a small brick inn. I sighed softly, passing the threshold with a weariness visible throughout my body. My suitcase clanked awkwardly beside me as I lugged along to the front counter. Exhaustion filled every ounce of my being. I wasn’t paying attention when I bumped into a large man standing, talking to the innkeeper.