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”