Quite ordinary. “I’m sorry Mister McCloskey! I was out seeing my boyfriend!” He stared at her concernedly. Mirages, over which he was constantly throwing bridges which were wasted efforts, since invariably they spanned solid ground. He held her eyes. Her name is Lucia, she works in the Alberti Yarn Shop, across from Florestano the Butcher!” I happily rewarded her with a shiny new Florin and sent her off. “How crude you are, Anna!” she exclaimed with a little sigh.
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