*Tristan*
I open my mouth and close it again. Luna Barbara is again cleaning the imaginary dust in my room, humming as she does so and swaying her hips. ‘Is this woman high on something?’ I wonder. I’m about to tell her to get out when there’s a knock at the door.
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