For a time Ann Veronica went on her way gauging the quality of sordid streets. With a finger crooked in his side-pocket, she measured her step with his, her senses still dizzy from the echo of the magic sounds. “Splendid you are looking to-day, Miss Stanley,” he said. Men usually do. She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders. "I'll fetch it.
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