The emerald wings, slashed with scarlet and yellow, wheeling and swooping about her head, there among the wild plantain. She remained for a few moments standing as though listening to his retreating footsteps. He greeted the corpulent boy at the register, whose tag read, \"MY NAME IS Jason\" with familiarity. None at all.
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