Just one customer? - Ronto.
Just one customer? - Ronto.

Just one customer? - Ronto.

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"It was a nice late afternoon, not so hot, which was a miracle in the small town. Red Harrington was sitting at her desk, sorting money from the wages of the girls who worked at the brothel."
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