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... e a bad punchline in a horror movie. The room was cramped and filled with incense. It almost felt like a sauna.
The shaman sat cross-legged in front of a small gong, his eyes shut tight, muttering gibberish that only the spirits—or his imagination—could understand. Maybe he wanted to scam her of her money, Alice was sure of that.
But she looked at Paula beside her, her best friend who had made her come here with her even though Alice didn’t believe in things like this. Paula was ...
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