From: [[]] The ladies sitting near you are restless. They flap their fans sharply, and pick at the mushrooms on their hats. Hang on a moment... [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| - From: [[]] The ladies sitting near you are restless. They flap their fans sharply, and pick at the mushrooms on their hats. Hang on a moment... [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Success title
| - SECRETS OF THE SALON: IMPROPER LANGUAGE IN SILENCE!
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| - Another cup of pallid tea. Another circular argument. Nothing more. The mantel clock slices the minutes ever thinner.
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| - Another Day, Another Dreary Salon
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| - […]speaking in the hidden language of the fan and the mushroom-hat[…]A dozen breezes brush your face as the ladies scorn the company, the tea, the furniture and each other. Did they learn their fan-language from drunk zailors and angry costermongers?
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| - The ladies sitting near you are restless. They flap their fans sharply, and pick at the mushrooms on their hats. Hang on a moment...
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| - Isn't it warm in here? The ladies criticize their surroundings through their secretive fan language.
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| - From: [[]] The ladies sitting near you are restless. They flap their fans sharply, and pick at the mushrooms on their hats. Hang on a moment... [Find the rest of the story at ]
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