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... ed toward the embassy.
The white embassy, with its marble walls, was nestled among a grove of coconut palms. The evening breeze gently stirred the leaves, rustling like a symphony with the nearby waves of the sea.
It wouldn’t be noisy.
It was rather comfortable.
Especially in front of the embassy, where on both sides of the cobblestone pathway, several snails slowly crawled on the dwarf palm trees, giving a sense of relaxation that allowed one to set aside their w ...
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