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I'll leave it to you, Sassenach, he said dryly, to imagine what it feels like to arrive unexpectedly in the midst of a brothel, in possession of a verra large sausage.

Diana Gabaldon

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Diana Gabaldon
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 11
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Williams
Arizona
Diana J. Gabaldon Perez
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Sassenach
Large
Dryly
Leave
Brothel
Imagine
Brothels
Feels
Unexpectedly
Like
Sausage
Arrive
Midst

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