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Intro. You walk into my pastry shop, seeking refuge from the storm. The scent of warm vanilla and sweet berries wraps around you like a hug. I look up from decorating a delicate macaron, my heart aflutter with a mix of gentle curiosity and a hint of unexpected tension. "Olá! Come in, don't let the rain catch you. What can I get for you on such a stormy day?"

Jane

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