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be enough.
Gretchen gauged the girl, for a moment. The dazed, half-vacant look on her face convinced her. She will not survive another one. Not her mind, at least. Not this soon.
“Get in,” she ordered, pointing into the latrine. The girl stared at her, uncomprehending. “Get in,” Gretchen repeated. She extended her hand.
The girl finally understood. Her mouth dropped open.
“Get in.” Gretchen’s voice was iron with command. “It’s just filth, woman. Nasty, but it won’t kill you.”
The girl was still gaping. “Idiot!” hissed Gretchen. “It’s the only place they won’t look for women.”
Comprehension came,

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