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... pty courtyard amidst the mountains was bustling today, as one car after another turned off the main road and onto a small path, eventually parking in front of the courtyard.
The quiet yard also became lively, with two long tables set up in the center and stools placed around them, with steaming teaware on the tables.
Inside the house, someone was busy in the kitchen, and a fragrant aroma wafted out.
The owner of the courtyard was Shiloh Fitzgerald, a place he occasionally ...
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