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... 2 The next morning, someone discovered that the slave trader had drowned in his own urine in the back alley of the tavern.
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John, acting temporarily as the chief of public security, came over to inspect and firmly stated, “Drunken to death. He fell over while urinating, his nose and mouth landing squarely in the puddle; he suffocated. Does anybody know him? Does anyone recognize him? No one? Then drag him away. An anonymous drunken corpse ...
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