You were the only one in the room.

"But you", she said, taking my hand. "You're different. I can see it in your face. You've got this look. Like you're expecting to lose something - everything - every moment."

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Again, classing it up - grog in the bidet in Mestre.

Again, classing it up - grog in the bidet in Mestre.

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Sunday Jan 1 @ 10:24pm

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