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... ng toward the entrance of the fake street.
Leona, Mira, and Beatrice all turned to look, and to their surprise, it truly was the President. A brown-skinned man with dark orange hair, wearing a well-cropped suit, surrounded by bodyguards who looked too tense for their own good.
Well, of course, they would be tense.
"Don't stare," Beatrice muttered, turning back to her tablet before applying another nicotine patch to her neck. "It's rude."
"They're probably here for ...
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