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Chapter 9
December 21, 1996, Saturday. It was our Christmas party. It was a
gratifying evening and despite the economic crisis that our country was
facing at that time, our company was generous enough to give their
employees a big party and lots of gifts. It was the most joyous event
that we’ve had. I was talking to my colleagues when Martina joined us.
She’s wearing a red dress that highlighted her silky smooth skin and
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