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She stopped and nodded at me, one hand on the curtain.
"Who now owns this shop?"
"Actually-" her voice lowered to a conspiratorial whisper, "She prefers to remain anonymous."
I had to ask. "Is her first name Malika, a very tall blonde woman with striking blue almost violet eyes, and a slight Slavic accent?" I knew my voice was pleading, almost desperate.
Her eyes seemed to get a bit hard, but then after a few moments they softened. "Confidentially, let me only say ...perhaps." She smiled at my obvious relief. "You had mentioned two questions my Dear?"
"Ah yes," I said oddly relieved, especially as my butt was so sore and hot, "Do you perhaps sell this wonderful of tea?"
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