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Okay so, if you're not already familiar with the setting, in the 1800s, the queen of England made a deal with a mysterious entity known as the Bazaar, ruled over by 16 cloaked figures referred to as Masters. As part of that deal, London itself has been moved to the Neath, a vast underground world where the sun never shines, devils walk the streets, death is rarely permanent and a sunless sea extends to the east.
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead