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Im sorry, Comrade Colonel, she said humbly. I know my English not good.
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a cobbled floor that sloped gently and splendid shapely furniture of olive-wood, made in the island. The brightly-patterned modern rugs and cushions, the pair of run-of-the-mill abstracts on the rough-cast wall, were incongruous. Chocolate Cookie Recipes Open double doors gave on to a narrow terrace with folding chairs and a low table, and beyond italian dessert recipes
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