"Welcome to Pierre's. My name is Jan. How may I help you?" These were the first words spoken to me by the extraordinary redheaded clerk at the high end lingerie shop that I had just walked into. She had light accent, but I could not quite place where it was from. It sounded British to me, but could have easily been Irish, Scottish or even Australian.
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Natalia Petrovitch walked down the beach, wearing her smallest bikini and enjoyed the beauty of the morning. The feeling of the warm sand was comforting between her toes. There had been an early-morning fog, but it had lifted and it now appeared as if was going to be a truly beautiful day. There was just enough breeze to keep some of the heat away and later, she would lie out in the sun and work on her tan. She knew that tanning was ill-advised now, but it was just one of the many things she had never really been free to do.
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