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And it was just like that. The poisoned dart returned my blonde superwoman again to her natural state. The truth was that I loved more her such as she looked than with that horrible lilac makeup.

In state of shock still and trying to revive her, four native indigenes pounced upon us. I had no time for anything else. In addition they were stronger than me, so it was not time to practice karate against them, especially because I had forgot some lessons learned in a gym of my old neighbourhood.

Without knowing where we were going

Without saying a word, the four native indigenes tied us to some trunks, and with decided step they walked the road to nowhere. Hanging from those trunks I couldn’t think more than in a horrible fate.


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