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She could see over a waist high stone wall into the miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half, its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued. He beamed as she whispered to 22 him that she had seen a table so fine or tasted such wonders. It was such an unexpected stroke of fortune. For fully five minutes he lay quite motionless. You can’t look me in the eyes and say you don’t care for me. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. “Please call me Carol.

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