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[b][color=ec008c]"Thank you for the dances. I wonder when we get to take of our masks and this thing in my mouth. It bothers me." Bessie spoke as she glided into the waltz.
"In fact, I wonder what kind of a dance he will dream up next. I am not sure that I like him."
Bessie wanted to speak with a certain male but she was not sure that this is the male she wanted to speak to.
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