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Human women have been slapping men for being bastards for centuries. You were doing what comes naturally.

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Nalini Singh
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: February 17
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Journalist
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Centuries
Naturally
Century
Comes
Women
Human
Humans
Slapping
Men
Bastards

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A naked blade sheathed in velvet, that was Raphael's voice.
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