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'My dear boy,' she said, hanging another cluster of jewellery round her neck, 'the sea has been as calm as glass al the way.'
'oh no, madame,' i said. 'it was a tremendous storm.'
'that was no storm,' she said. 'it was me.
and about turkish woman
to tangle with a turk is like running fifty miles before breakfast. you have to be fit....
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