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Dust rose thick in the air, and the August sun scorched. The foreman and his workmen dripped sweat. Natasha Roberts supervised her redesign.
The home’s white-washed stucco matched an aqua-tiled and white kitchen with ice-blue tones carrying into the great room; glints of multi-colored metal, and a 1920’s inspired bar created a unique entertaining space.
The master-bedroom’s giant windows combined with simplified Art-Deco decor and luxury. In contrast, original barn-doors with glass panes to the balcony, matched the ones downstairs, which opened to the porch and patio.
Natasha admired her creation; she was excited to make the house stylish, and skim extra profit unknown. The foreman yelled to her and she scoffed.
“I’m coming.” What a hick.
She turned in red stilettos, her ruby dress swirling with its bell-sleeves. She teetered, and her heel caught on the sand-stone patio. Natasha screeched and…
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