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... etched Place
Rita Oreira blinked against the bright sunlight coming through the window. "Shit! I'm still here... I guess this wasn't a dream..."
She squinted at the ornate ceiling; its gilded edges started shining like something out of a fairy tale.
This was not her cozy apartment or her cluttered radio studio filled with gossip magazines and half-empty coffee cups.
No, this was a grand bedroom fit for a villainess.
"Great," she muttered, sitting up and ru ...
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