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It was written in a language I didn’t recognize—strange letters, like someone had spilled alphabet soup and called it a day. “Georgian,” Elky said, squinting at it. “You read Georgian?” I asked with a note of admiration. “No. But G****e does.” He ran it through G****e translate. The words rearranged themselves into something almost English. It was an invitation. Corporate, polite, and about as innocent as a loan shark’s smile. We look forward to welcoming you to the Grotto. Discretion assured. The water is clear this season. “Grotto,” Elky said, like the word tasted bad.

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I order the driver to go to her company Thinking about the first time we met I thought about how amazing this girl was and how beautiful she was breath taking. We get to her company I go straight to boardroom its decorated in roses and balloons, but she is not here. There is a note on the door. I grab it. It is in German (Gehen Sie zum zweiten Ort an dem wir das Cafe getroffen haben) 'Go to the second place we met the coffee shop'

he said with an expression that made my body ache with need. I was tempted to give up on the challenge and just beg him to make love to me. Oh well, I will try this one last thing. I could dance pretty well to a song by Era Istrefi called Oh God. My friends and I learned most of our lap dancing moves by practicing to this song on sleepover nights. "What is this gibberish that you are humming?" Marcus asked with a confused look. "It's a West Germanic language with Latin script." "No such language exists." He said.

No identification, no location marker, no secondary encoding. The cellar is open.

he said words that Harriet couldn’t understand, but the man can. ‘What did he say?’ She wondered, looking Cassius at awe. The man smiled at Cassius, and said, “Sie können Deutsch sprechen. Schön, Sie kennenzulernen, Sir,” (You know how to speak German. Nice to meet you, Sir.)” “Schön, Sie auch kennenzulernen,” (Nice to meet you too) Cassius replied. “Darf ich etwas fragen?” (Can I ask something) “Sicher. Was ist es?” (Sure. What is it?)

she clarified, deciding that it would be safe not to speak in English for now. Michael nodded. “Vanille,” he said. “You can trust me. You know that, don’t you?” Vanille. It meant ‘vanilla’ in German. It was funny. People often remarked that the German language had this ‘harsh’ speaking tone, that it was a bit hard on the ears. Sure, it’s not the gentlest sounding language, and it’s not as ‘romantic’ as French, but personally, Camille thought it depended on the person.

"Where's big brother?" "Oh, the robot—eh, I mean Kean." "Um, what do I say?" Lexio began to fuss with himself. "Xio!" snapped Alvaro, annoyed at not being answered directly. Lexio chuckled briefly before turning serious."Kean is not available; to be precise, his emotions are out of control. So, if you meet her now, I can't guarantee whether he'll be able to behave normally again or not." Alvaro was silent when he heard that.

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