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The Night of Oceano

She stared across the hall. Her eyes glued to the revolving doors that led the posh in; meanwhile scanning the hall for any traces of his presence. “Not yet”, she bit her lower lip with all the built up anticipation. Swiveling she noticed that the precinct was filled with ala modes flashing their all kinds […]


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