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... The rainy season in the south is long and torturing.
Florence is drenched, and her face is almost transparently pale, as if she would faint at any time.
The front door of the villa is tightly closed. It seems that nobody is likely to open it. Florence has no idea how long she has been kneeling here.
Last night, Brian took Nelson away. She ...
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