Thursday, 24 July 2025

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Stella takes another sip of her cappuccino, still unaware of the white foam that hangs on her lips like garland on a Christmas tree. "what are you laughing about", she asks Erik and Carl. "you have white foam all over your mouth and it looks hilarious", says Carl. Nonchalantly she reaches for a serviette and wipes the foam from her mouth. "Just look at her", says Carl. "It's not even dark yet and already she has white stuff on her face." "better than a booger hanging from my nose", she says. "Don't be so sure", says Carl, laughing...

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