The ride was hissing through the motions, twirling its empty gondola like an uncooked sausage, and Chris Nava was watching it with a wary eye. Was she imagining herself baking under the sun in one of ...
The ride was hissing through the motions, twirling its empty gondola like an uncooked sausage, and Chris Nava was watching it with a wary eye. Was she imagining herself baking under the sun in one of ...
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