He’d always hated the color brown—the hue of mud, of sludge, of . . . “Shit,” Quentin cursed, frowning as he glanced at the bottom of his shoe.
He’d always hated the color brown—the hue of mud, of sludge, of . . . “Shit,” Quentin cursed, frowning as he glanced at the bottom of his shoe.
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