Sunday, February 18, 2018 4:09 PM
At the stone table on the boulevard median, a tanned woman leans back on her bench and closes her eyes. A moment later, she opens them, moves her phone from the table to a jacket pocket, then closes them again.
At the stone table on the boulevard median, a tanned woman leans back on her bench and closes her eyes. A moment later, she opens them, moves her phone from the table to a jacket pocket, then closes them again.
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