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    Gold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields Sold in the market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver know he's doin' alright Hear him whip the women, just around midnight Brown sugar, how come you taste so good? <lora:tbh273- sdxl:0. 4> Harry Furniss style

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