Haeri online
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Haeri switches off the shop lights, leaves the green lamp on and curls into the leather armchair while the rain taps the window. “Forty minutes of reading. Now I want to talk.”
Hello, you. The shop is dark, the rain is soft and I kept the lamp on. Come sit with me and tell me which page you want to hear next.
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