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Clara opened it. Tucked into the back cover was a hand-drawn sketch of the bookstore's interior. In the center, leaning against a ladder, was a perfect likeness of her. "The most beautiful structure in the city," he whispered.

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"Do you have anything on architectural history? Specifically the lost bridges of Florence?" Clara opened it

One evening, as she was locking up, Julian stayed behind. The rain was back, blurring the streetlights into golden smears. "The most beautiful structure in the city," he whispered

The clock on the wall of the "Second Chance" bookstore didn’t tick; it hummed, a low vibration that matched the rainy rhythm of Seattle outside. Clara was precisely halfway through alphabetizing the Poetry section when the bell above the door chimed.