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... hitting us hard. A guy in a dragon mask flipped skewers, shouting prices over the crowd’s noise. Nala ordered two chicken skewers and a soda, handing me one.
"Try this," she said, biting into hers, a bit of sauce smudging her lip. "Best thing here."
I took a bite, the savory flavor bursting. "Damn, you’re right," I said, watching her lick the sauce off her lip, her tongue quick and teasing. "You come to these a lot?"
"Every year," she said, sipping her soda, her hips sway ...
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