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Tea in the laboratory was a sort of suffragette reception. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner. The streets were full of colour. Better to remain silent. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. ‘Parbleu, the house, is it broken in the least? I do not think so.
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