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It was the pawn broker that broke her, some things are too sacred to sell.

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The pawn broker beat wholesale, if you had enough pounds you could buy someone's heirloom gold heart.

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The pawn broker had riding saddles and whips, even shoes without soles. I guess poverty could make you sell anything.

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The bookie and the pawn broker, one to take the gold and the other to steal whatever you love. The house may always win, but the home comes up empty with each roll of the die.