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[there is a witch asleep on one of the stools on the bar, holding a bag of what looks like a lot of money against her chest, a glass of wine rimmed with lipstick on the tabletop. she is dressed in glittering white beaded flapper-gear and she doesn't seem like she will wake anytime soon.
oh and she worked for that money. ]
