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Ongoing, First published Feb 07, 2019
I stifled a yawn as I looked around, nothing seem interesting in the events around me. I sipped my wine and winced at the taste of it. So plain. Suddenly I was longing for the unopened bottle of scotch stashed in my minibar at home. Click to read on....All Rights Reserved
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