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... It was an expression I often heard in my old world.
Usually, it referred to people who had something distinct about them—whether it was their physique, their mentality, or their status.
If I had to choose which part described me now, it would be status.
Many people passing by, glanced at me with their mouths covered with their hands. Some of them also, seemed to sharpen their eyes, while avoiding the horse carriage that I was riding.
One of my eyebrows rose, then ...
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