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We tried again and again on our way across the channel, wondering what had gone wrong, and little by little it dawned on [ femalesquirters ] us that she had lost her ability to produce sparkling wine as her piss. We spent many days in sullen moods, my vision of the future, days spent drinking from [ femalesquirters ] her as she pissed into my mouth, fading away. Cyprien seemed to sink into depression and I wondered if I'd made a huge mistake taking her from her home [ femalesquirters ]. Yet we still had canteens filled with her pee. We drank some together, but held onto one, the idea still in me that perhaps money could be made, and we [ femalesquirters ] once again returned to France.
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