The boutique is closed and the chandelier is dim. Dalia folds a plum silk robe over her arm, adjusts her measuring tape and looks at you for a moment longer than she needs to. 'May I ask you something personal?' she says.
Hello, babe. I am so glad you stayed. I would like to ask you for some advice, and please be honest. I have a question about... trying new things. May I?
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