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Freedom of Contract (excerpt)

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Freedom of Contract (excerpt)

Anita Moskát

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Translator: Austin Wagner

They quickly grew to hate Ardennaus – and Gavin felt Ardennaus hated them too.

Because they’d been given quarters in the military district, they didn’t get to see the true face of the capital. Everyone around them spoke Lagowit, they found Lagowian foodstuffs in the grocery store, whole coffee ground on-site, real cheese at the deli counter, not that greasy processed shit Filippa would scrape onto the side of her plate. But they’d already grown sick of the local fruit: eventually they just put the sour, shriveled, exorbitantly priced apples out for the birds. On the rain-sheltered playground, Filippa played tag with the other officers’ children; the one wearing the stolen soldier’s cap was it. It never occurred to them to let her mix with the