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... s a different batch of girls, with her teaching different things than the morning.

The hall is not as silent as before, with tens of small crates going inside the rooms behind the hall to the kitchen and wine storage.

The bartenders have come early today to arrange the new wines we have brought and change the list of wines we are offering.

The chef is doing the same.

I watched them for a few minutes before walking toward my office.

Closing the door behind ...

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