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"They seem nice." Lilith stated. |
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"They seem nice." Lilith stated. |
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"You wanna stay on the phone with me, while the horse auction goes on?" She asked. "We're heading that way now." |
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"I thought it was over, didn't you just buy that mare at it?" |
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"Huh? No, no, the filly's owners needed cash, and I know them personally, breeding allies." She explained. "They couldn't afford to keep most yearlings, and I got her, since nobody else wanted her." |
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"Ah, okay, gotcha, gotcha," he chuckled. "Sorry, yeah, sure, I'll stay on call," |
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"Here's the bigger horses for auction. This is a kill pen auction, by the way. I wanted to rescue some horses." She stated, flipping her camera, showing each horse in a stall, with their info. "Any of them catch your eyes?" |
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