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As we rolled our secondhand luggage behind us, towards the palace, a middle aged woman dressed in a pencil black skirt, with multi-colored shirt, and a pair of black office shoes walked towards us, approaching us from the main entrance which we intended walking into.
Her gaze is all over us, others look at us as if we are trash, but she looks a bit professional, with a slight smile on her lips. Her lips are parted like she wants to say something.
"Hello, good morning." She raises her voice a little bit politely. "Are you Misses Birgitte and Marianne Gabriel?"
"Yes, we are." Mom replies on behalf of us even before I could get to open my lips.
"Good!" She says with a single nod of her head. "I
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