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It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. A spacious suite of rooms down the hall John described as “my parents love den” with a grimace as Lucy smiled. The sounds of the seashore infiltrated her dreams as she floated in heavenly bliss of sleep. The detective reckoned that his quarry would be up in ten days more. It’s not like we’re getting married.
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