The Memoirs of Countess Sigrid von Galen

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Memories - and not a sound on the pavements, on which many are on the run but it is no more fun, as they have nowhere to hide. Known is their face and every place and mask; and even their families and law enforcement internationally do now uncomfortable questions ask about their hidden and forbidden dangerous associations, their organised criminality and secret societies, of which they are spies and mercenaries and part of clergy, political and other hierarchies with secret agendas spreading lies and unrest... 

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