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“Beautiful day!” called Joan.
The man on the boat smiled,
tipping his hat. Joan liked to take tea
in the garden, and watch the Avon drift
by.
It was high
time she started courting, she thought.
After all, she had buried her latest husband underneath the patio nearly
six months ago…
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