The scribe looks up from his writing desk with a sigh, adds a comma with one flick of his quill pen:
'In turn, we promise never to spam you or sell your details to itinerant merchants, of dubious morals.'
Thus returning his sentence to the meaning with which he intended it to convey. The...
The Iron Simulacrum has directed me to make it known that you now have the option to subscribe to his posts.
If you visit the blog page, you can enter your email address to receive notification when he places new material on the blog roll. In turn, we promise never to spam you or sell your...
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