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... fter hearing this intel, Will's eyes flickered with thought. Then, out of nowhere, he spoke up and asked:
"What's your name?"
"Name?" The bald man froze at the question, momentarily caught off guard.
Because for the slaves on this bridge, having a name of their own was something they weren't deemed worthy of.
The overseer soldiers either called them "slaves" or "trash."
Or they'd just whip and curse at them without a second thought.
After digging t ...
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