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.... The curtains were dark red, and there was a picture of Nelson Mandela on one wall. A double bed - thank God, and a... chuckled weakly, before lifting up the duvet and running her hand underneath, on said sheets. Falling asleep that night, Naomi couldn't help ...just faces and names they didn't recognise. Their teacher was a hawk-eyed, middle aged woman, with the sharpest looking nails Naomi had ever...

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