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. Do you know how long it's been since I went back to Melbourne?” “How long?” “Years! Literally years!” He took a long pull from his personal bottle, which was now almost gone.

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. The cups, plates, and silverware reminded her of an exhibit she had seen at the Smithsonian in an exhibit on the eighteenth century English aristocracy. She felt proud when a uniformed deliveryman brought it to her cubicle

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