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. Everything goes—the copra for oil, the fibre of the husk for rope, and the shell for carbon. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. He met her eyes with his fiery black gaze. ‘Keep your distance! You dare to tell me I cannot refuse?’ He glared at the girl. Because of the Dance.
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