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Millicent

Nature was selfishly deficient in denying beauty to Millicent. Men rarely offered her a glance, unless by accident or chance. And though she lost out as a wife she made up for it with a lavish life, accruing things she loved and more, things women beg their husbands for, and lived with an untroubled mind (unlike other women of her kind). And when they lowered her in the grave rich old men wept for the pleasures Millie gave.

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