’ ‘Oh yes, yes. The foremost, tall, clean-shaven, perfectly groomed, half extended his hand with a smile of recognition. “It was such a surprise to see you. The skies became brilliant; the dry monsoon was setting in. ’ ‘Believe me, she wouldn’t have cared. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love.
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