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Red wine glasses clinked like far-off whispers, the claret ambrosia within providing a tantalizing warmth that revved their inner hearts. The plush sofa, resplendent in its silky layers, ended up being a spiritual theater of dreams and confessions, where they shared their unmentioned stories in hushed undertones, their fingers lingering, practically touching, as if by opportunity.

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