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CXIII: The Flamingo Dancer

Sam, on the other hand, as soon as he finished the meeting and call with Alexander, felt too exhausted from the day’s work. He loosened up his tie and pulled up his sleeves neatly.

Sam took a deep breath, he received a text from some random girl he hooked up with the other day asking him for some movies at her place, but Sam felt like he was too tired to sleep with anyone, so he deleted her number and wandered around the city.

It had been a while since he’d been to Russia, it was cold, and Sam could barely stand the cold. With a cup of hot coffee to warm his hands, he roamed around for someplace to kill some time or have a decent dinner.

All of a sudden, his gaze fell unto Oli’s restaurant. He saw that it was packed with people, and it seemed like there was some sort of party. Sam was curious and interested, so he walked towards there and chose to eat there.

He asked the waitress upfront, “Can I book a table? Are you taken

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