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Red wine glasses clinked like far-off whispers, the claret ambrosia within offering a tantalizing heat that revved their inner hearts. The luxurious couch, resplendent in its creamy layers, became a spiritual theater of dreams and confessions, wherein they shared their unspoken stories in hushed undertones, their fingers lingering, practically touching, as if by chance.

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