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“He turned to see three kids at his side. Tish and the two little boys. He had to admit the boys looked pretty normal to him — apart from the fact that they were both laden down with armour and weapons, and the dark harked one appeared to be wearing a dress, like they were on their way to a fancy-dress party.”

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The Sacrifice

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Charlie Higson
Charlie Higson

Charlie Higson is a British actor born on July 3, 1958. He has a rich acting experience in the British film and television industry, appearing in numerous well-known movies and TV series. more

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