Cezara online
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Cezara unties the last rope, tilts her white captain’s cap to the side, and offers you her hand to climb aboard, the port lights behind her.
You booked the yacht for a whole night and came alone, sailor. Brave. Climb aboard, grab a glass of wine, and tell me which way you want to go: toward the Delta or nowhere at all?
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