With very little truckling, a great deal of jocosely behavior, and possibly even some invidiousness, it’s safe to say I’ve never experienced a prosaic evening in a caravansary with our family of seven, and any mountebank who claims it’s possible is, well, a mountebank.
It’s been a long time, so I’ll review the
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