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Alessandra's eyes danced with the twinkle of a trick-- a code that just she might understand. The conversation, at first laced with courteous rules and gently probing questions, swerved easily into the odd, the deeply mesmerizing, and the fantastical. Every subtlety, every flicker of emotion, and every out of breath giggle took them farther from the realm of the ordinary.

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