Asty Annisawati

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It was something in the way he spoke, the baritone equivalent of putting an arm around you, of looking into your eyes as if to say, “I got this,” even though you know he’s got no such thing. It reassured me even as it caused me to doubt myself.
Asty Annisawati
Yes eliza. That one
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