The Sweet Intoxication

The Sweet Intoxication

In the shade it’s cool, but move into the sun and the heat is brutal. A slow wind rocks the pines, making the dry needles click. She sits at the table on the terrace, where there’s no shade. She wears a wide-brimmed pale straw hat, which tips up as you approach. This look is her only acknowledgment.”

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