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369 I shall capture that lovely lobster for you
The ladders were put by the airplane door with red carpets down the way. On the ground, hundreds of security men in black uniforms stood in two lines on either side of the road. They all had their hands behind their backs. There was a respectable distance between their feet. As Andrea and Lance passed by, they would put their feet together and stand on their backs. It was probably their welcome ceremony. One little boy and girl walked to them from the center of the carpet. They handed the fresh flowers to them. “Welcome to B Country.” Andrea held the flowers and looked down. They were pink Julie roses. They were Rebecca’s favorite. “The people in B Country are famous for their hospitality, right?” Andrea saw an orchestra in the far distance like they were welcoming national leaders.
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