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131 Tones for Love

The first sip of coffee in the morning somewhere in a cafe in Bangkok, tears streaming, that memory she could not get away from, could she not tell him how much she loved, to tell him she had no interest in that childhood friend who suddenly came out of nowhere.



Here again, she returns to Ibiza to coordinate the big party, and again this ritual of dressing well. What the club owner and his new Italian partner would say. She thought to herself how much I wanted to get to the hotel and go to sleep that someone would let me sleep.