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As we shared a dessert — a really excellent slab of delicately spiced bread pudding doused in a woozy vanilla-bourbon sauce — Keith made an observation. "It's a beautiful place," he said, "but isn't it really just a dressed-up diner?"
At that moment, a tall and striking blonde strutted through the dining room in an eye-popping floor-length lynx coat.
Yes, I agreed, a very dressed-up diner.
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