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She slipped into the cafe, relatively undetected by the the late afternoon cocktail hour crowd.
But I noticed her immediately.
It wasn't so much her stunning beauty that grabbed my heartstrings. In that regard, she could easily hold her own
against the best of the beauties of Rio.
It was in her lithely waltz, the unassuming gait that allowed her to supress her physical charms in a manner which could be easily consumed by mere mortals such as myself.
I sat, both enchanted and mystified
as she sauntered over to my corner booth.
"'ello, my name es Rita", the sound of broken English came from a place of subtle desire hidden well beneath her pursed, ruby-red lips...
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