nosurethatyourethen
ianihavelovedfornyyears.”
hedidntaskhereantbythat,forhekogether.”e,habibbi,”hesaid.”letsgoho.””yes,”sheansountaiher.
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eithershenortarikinlegendastheyhroughthetrees.thefallingdohederelicttoheyhadleftthedaybeforetylittletouristtohrestaurantsandgiftshops.eachofthebuildingshadbeenrenovatedinastylethatitwouldhavebeenin
1873.and,asfarastheyuldtell,ahadbeeo
recreatelesdreaown.
handinhand,sheandtarikesteaduseuatthecrossroadstheyuldseethreehotelsthathadbeenfabricatedoutofseveralbuildings.
andeveryostlyfaliesshouting,”eahis.lookatthis.dadyourenotgoingtobelievethis””itsaseuoa
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judedeveraux
reprodu,”tariksaidi,forthistown
uanure.
”iily,”kadysaid,lookingtoyfinanayno
longerbeaybeyoullhavetogetajobliketherestof
us.
tarikdidnotlaugh.”ithinkillkeafeeetyoubackhereinanhour.”hthathegaveheraquickkissandheadedtohefirsthotel.
kadyiediatelytotheoldlibrarybuilding,butwhenshe
saesteadeveryfifteennutes,sheuptheroadtohehouse.
ettarikanhourlater,shehad,thatlehadrriedasskathryndelong,ohegreatestchefsofthehtury,andshehadputohatilltalkedaboutoverahundredyearslater.
askadysatdotarik,atatablee,areyoustillrich”