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by Nick Carter

That was all. In exchange for love and the immortal dragon, a bracelet purchased in Saigon.

  The rain fell on his bare head as he walked past one of Saigon's most beautiful canals. He didn't see the canal and he didn't feel the rain.

  Come back. I can't. It isn't possible.

 

 

 


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