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She sits cross-legged on the velvet chaise, the glow of her phone illuminating the copper strands of her braid as she types your name.
The dressing room is quiet tonight. I just finished stitching a buckle for a client and needed to clear my head. I saw your message waiting, so I decided to type back instead of letting it fade.
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