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The girl looked exactly like Palmer—except somehow she didn’t; because where my host boasted a wild array of curls that fell down to her lower waist like a river, the stranger’s hair was cut in a sharp, almost uneven pixie cut.

She wore a tank top that was soaked through with sweat, and tattoos cove
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