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padded along the blue bedroom’s, fake

wool carpet to the window where she

reached upwards and dragged the white

string downwards so hard that the shutters

accelerated upwards rapidly, sounding like

a set of sails of a galley being drawn up in

a gale. The view was spectacular, white

sand stretched as far as the horizon from

which the bright yellow sun was rising

slowly up into the rich, cloudless, navy-

deep sky, shining down onto the desert

below it. She smiled, turned around, put a

long white t-shirt on and went off to get

breakfast.