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thedrmike
thedrmike “You may be a knight, but that’s not going to stop me from collecting that bounty. The Wandering Spirit is mine, and if you know what’s good for—”
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- Popular with businesses in Hong Kong SAR
- Use directly in Shopify admin
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English, Chinese (Simplified), French, German, Italian, Japanese, Korean, Portuguese (Brazil), Spanish, and Turkish
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Campaign management
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Free to install
When you run a campaign, you set the budget and the ad spend is billed directly to your thedrmike ad account
All charges are billed in USD.
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thedrmike “You may be a knight, but that’s not going to stop me from collecting that bounty. The Wandering Spirit is mine, and if you know what’s good for—”
Watching him work, the expertise at his fingertips, it was like watching a masterful performance. Even the act of dissection was artful. He was so knowledgeable, so capable, and he would explain how he used these techniques in the past to help people. My fear quickly turned to admiration, and I realized that Lord Noah could not be judged by such terms as good or evil. He is neither black nor white, but gray at both its darkest and brightest, a gray as deep as the ocean.
“Sorry.” Mrs. B. couldn’t see me blush in the dim light. She grinned up at me. “No one ever touched me there.”
Once she’d finally found a good spot, she remembered what she was trying to do. Slowly and steadily, she brought her hand up and over his chest, the light sheet rippling above her the only thing keeping them from the warm autumn night. Again, she brought it down past the end of the hair on his belly and only stopped once she felt that rough patch of hair just above his groin. With only the moon filtering through the sheet above she could barely make it out as she peered over her dad’s waist. Short and curly, much curlier than his armpit hair, pitch-black, though most of his hair was with only a bit of grey poking through.
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October 23, 2024
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