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... s weighed down with shopping bags.
Designer logos from Chanel, Balenciaga, and Fendi dangled off her wrists like shackles. Her lower back ached, and her shoulders were stiff, but she kept her posture straight, her face blank.
Lauren walked ahead like she owned the pavement, strutting confidently in high heels, sunglasses perched on her nose, and her assistant trailing quietly behind, typing something on her phone.
Everywhere they went, heads turned. Cameras clicked. Papar ...
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