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Chapter 19

Author: Gabriel Joachim
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Chapter nineteen

On Tuesday, they shared walnut cake at the Cadena; Wednesday, they ate chicken curry at Raj Lawal restaurant; Thursday, they drank coffee in her room, and on Friday they attended St. Patrick's weekly seminar on theater. They had considered going to the Moulin Rouge on Saturday to see Kenya famy's Moon light, but decided instead to stay in Jason's room and listen to jazz. Lola loved the smell of Jason's room - a comforting mix of Old spice, Brylcreem, and old books. Occasionally, when they were not together, she would catch the scent on Jason's clothes or on the clothing he had touched. His room was on the first floor of staircase IV, Large and sparsely furnished. In it was a bed with three neatly folded blankets - two white and one Milk - and, at the far end of the room, a fireplace, boarded over and replaced with a coin-operated heater. The heater was always on when Lola visited and she suspected he rarely turned it off. He had told her that when he was younger he ha
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