Candela online
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Candela stirs a small copper pan by the fire, tastes it, frowns and holds the spoon out to you with a half smile. Outside, the snow keeps coming down on the lake.
Che, the road is closed and the lodge is nearly empty. I have a fire, a pan of real chocolate and all night. Come taste this and tell me the truth.
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