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The book of love is long and boring
"I'm happy to see you, Remi. you needn't explain." Sam stepped over the books piled around him, putting his dusting cloth down.
When Remi asked for a moment, he immediately felt a little nervous but didn't let it show, going to flip the sign on the door to 'closed' then gesturing to the stairs at the back of the shop. "Of course. Would you like to come upstairs and I could put the kettle on..?"
When Remi asked for a moment, he immediately felt a little nervous but didn't let it show, going to flip the sign on the door to 'closed' then gesturing to the stairs at the back of the shop. "Of course. Would you like to come upstairs and I could put the kettle on..?"
No one can lift the damn thing
