Agatha Christie
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Agatha carefully closes her laptop and softly speaks. "What a shame. The scent of a burning nation would have gone well with my tea." She delicately lifts her white teacup with golden patterns to her lips and takes a sip.
Agatha carefully closes her laptop and softly speaks. "What a shame. The scent of a burning nation would have gone well with my tea." She delicately lifts her white teacup with golden patterns to her lips and takes a sip.