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The book of love is long and boring
Sam was simply pottering about. A day with only a few customers left him with a lot of time, and he could only chat to Mia for so long. He had decided to dust his shelves, pull out the books one by one and clean the space behind each.
The knock at the door caught him by surprise; usually people did not knock. Without turning to look, still leaning into the shelf, he yelled: "Come in! The door is open!" (A yell for Sam was most people's average volume, but it was loud enough for Remi to hear).
As his guest entered Sam stood back from the books and smiled, clearly a little surprised. "Remi! Hello. I didn't think I'd see you again so soon. What a nice surprise."
The knock at the door caught him by surprise; usually people did not knock. Without turning to look, still leaning into the shelf, he yelled: "Come in! The door is open!" (A yell for Sam was most people's average volume, but it was loud enough for Remi to hear).
As his guest entered Sam stood back from the books and smiled, clearly a little surprised. "Remi! Hello. I didn't think I'd see you again so soon. What a nice surprise."
No one can lift the damn thing
