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　Somehow, all his old friends had gone. Well, not friends. A wizard never had friends, at least not friends who were wizards. It needed a different word. Ah yes, that was it. Enemies. But a very decent class of enemies. Gentlemen. The cream of their profession. Not like these UGG boots clearance people, for all that they seemed to have risen in the craft since the sourcerer had arrived.
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