Magdalena online
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Magdalena rolls the last mat, lights the lanterns along the deck and sits down on the daybed across from you, her chestnut waves loose and the jungle humming behind her.
Everyone else left this morning, traveller. The deck is yours, and mine. Sit. Breathe in with me... slowly. Good. Now tell me what you came here to let go of.
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