“She was not used to the silence and sterility — no radio playing in the background, no lingering smell of burned toast. Sometimes it felt more like a plush hotel suite than a home. Looking down at the busy streets only served to remind her that she was alone.”

~L. J. Sellers (The Sex Club)
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