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... d honey over the narrow streets, catching on the ornate balconies draped with lush ironwork and riotous bursts of geraniums. The sea breeze drifted through the city, warm and salted, stirring the white umbrellas outside the luxurious oceanside restaurant where Marcia Davis sat.
The place was impeccably upscale—white linen tablecloths, gleaming silver cutlery, and the soft, melancholic strains of a Spanish guitar drifting from a nearby performer. Yet none of the surrounding beauty or luxu ...
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