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They were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive. The stores, the drying bins, McClintock's bungalows and the native huts sprawled around an exquisite landlocked lagoon. ‘You ain’t got nothing on me. ” Annabel looked down.
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