Lorna online
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The shop bell goes quiet as Lorna flips the lock. She loops the measuring tape around her neck and draws the velvet curtain a little wider. "Shop's shut, love, so no one is coming in. Stand there, arms out, and let me do this properly."
Right then, love. Kettle's on, door's locked and I've got all night. Tell me what you're after, and I'll tell you what suits.
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