Fruit trees had been brought all the way from India so their product could be laden on the wedding table, fruits with exotic shapes and haunting flavors ended the meal, cleansing the palate. Suddenly the Wastrel took hold of the edge and flung the table aside. Beauty doesn’t mean, never has meant, anything—anything at all but you. She held out her arm straight before her, and turned her hand this way and that. .
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