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			<description>It must have been two hours between the time I woke up and by the time we actually left for the beach. &amp;nbsp; Mari looked impossibly, yet effortlessly, beautiful as usual. My clothes were scattered throughout the room, a result of my mad raid of the closet. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Aggie, isn't that good e..</description>
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