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Giselle wasn't the only one who had had a long day, Aurora was beat, she had danced the night away, and her legs and feet were killing her, she really needed to get a new pair of shoes, or maybe she just had to start dancing barefoot. That would certainily be a lot easier on her poor feet. Aurora found herself wandering out to the town square, a small bottle of rum in her hand, she would never drink enough to get drunk when working, people didn't like to pay to see a drunk woman dance, everything was a whole lot less graceful.
"Good evening Giselle, where is Scarlet?" The young dancer asked as she pulled up another empty barrel or rum, the two of them had lived in Tortuga to know one another, and well Aurora did dance at Giselle's bar.
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