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I asked the lovely Roxanne to accompany me for dinner, however, she demurred.  A charming sense of reserve is what I sense, and one that shall be charmed in time.  When I look upon her, I feel as if I were a young man who had not yet set sail for Martinique.  She is even more beguiling, with her strange wisdom, than her twin in Parallel Time.

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