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She could feel Martin’s eyes boring into her as she entered the room, her own personal Farhat. You could walk the city streets and with every blink you could take in a new sight of beauty so great that your heart would weep for it. A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. Charcoal, you may bring in the boy.
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