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Aladdin and His Wonderfully Infernal Device:

A Steampunk Fairy Tale

by Tee Morris

Published by Tee Morris at Smashwords

Copyright 2013 Imagine That! Studios


Perhaps the marketplace at noon was not the best place to be—at least when you were poor. Since you had no goods to trade, no money for food, nothing more than your wits and the clothes upon your back, you tended to notice the more unpleasant smells, sounds, and sights of the bazaar. Instead of succulent smoked meats or the brilliance of silks both catching the hot Arabian breeze, you tended to notice the smell of goat shit and the pleas of blind beggars.

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