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... read the magazine, a strand of golden hair fell onto the page like a crescent moon dropping from the sky onto a tranquil lake, fishing up lines of poetic text.
"You're here."
Ivanka used her slender fingers to tuck back the strand of hair, walked over to the minibar with the magazine in hand, and poured a glass of iced tea for him.
"Firing Andrew Kramer was a decision made at the noon meeting, I was planning to tell you in the evening."
"It's okay, I was just cur ...
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