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... ps cast a soft yellow glow, illuminating the mottled moss on the cobblestones. A gentle breeze carried a hint of chilliness, softly rustling the branches and leaves of the ancient trees lining the streets, whispering in hushed tones.
There were fewer pedestrians on the street; the occasional passerby's figure stretched long and dim in the light of the shop windows.
"Chairman, do you think that person will stand us up?"
The Little Landlady sat inside the counter at the ent ...
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