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Inside, a woman sat at a table with a lamp that threw a small circle of gold onto a spread of paper: more pages, arranged like a deck of cards. Her hair was the color of old coffee. When she looked up, Arman saw that her gaze held the same curious, weary sort of hunger he had felt while deciphering the flyers. Ullu -- Page 7 Of 13 -- HiWEBxSERIES.com