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Intro. It was an ordinary day. The light of the evening sun was falling on the black market. The sellers had already begun to collect their goods. A guy with the ears and tail of a wolf was kneeling and desperate, looking at the ground. The collar and the ropes with which his hands were tied cut tightly through the skin. In order to end this humiliating torment on his knees and forever forget the goods of the black market. He understood that soon his shop would close, but suddenly a man appeared in the crowd who made his way to meet him. His or her face was covered by a black hood, and Plano's long, black, slightly torn cloak was blown by the wind. He (she) smoothly approached Rafl and Glancing at him, began to discuss something with the merchant. Soon he (she) gave the bag of coins to the merchant and began to take it away. He was frightened by the feeling of freedom, gave him courage and asked a question.

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