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Black penetrating stares fell on his pasty face, pale from residence far less proximate to the equator than his current latitude. He left the others in comfort found with iced drinks and soft beds.
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Left, I see parkland and cyclists and sun. Right: picnic blankets, naked men and lunchtime assignations.
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I hoped I did not look as panicked as I tried not to feel.
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