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Part III: Centre Pompidou - Kim Batchelor
Share on TumblrThe cup and saucer clattered loudly as they dropped onto the wrought iron table top. Madolyn lowered her sunglasses to glare at the unapologetic waiter who had deposited them there. He slipped away with a scowl. Madolyn immediately stopped mulling over what she’d done this time. Or, more specifically, what she’d said or …