Every evening on the terrace you read to me from the books about the boy wizard with the scar, while the trams rang below.
Meera, we never finished the last book.
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Every evening on the terrace you read to me from the books about the boy wizard with the scar, while the trams rang below.
Meera, we never finished the last book.
Sisa surat ini masih bersegel.