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... ow cobblestone streets like a living organism—vibrant, chaotic, utterly overwhelming. Stalls overflowed with sun-ripened tomatoes, wheels of aged cheese, bottles of olive oil catching the light like liquid gold.
The air thrummed with voices haggling in rapid Italian, laughter spilling from café tables, the distant notes of a street musician’s accordion.
Mailah felt Grayson tense beside her the moment they stepped into the crowd. It wasn’t like the last market they’d gone to, the ...
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