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Text : Dee's eyes never left the Qayom Malak, even as she tossed Cam the towel draped over her shoulder. 'Oh it's far worse, Cam. Now you've got to clean. Polish the angels, especially their wings. Polish hen until they shine. We are going to need the moonlight to shine on them in precisely the right way.'. Chaque paragraphe sera un test.

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