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The plane had landed, the moment Alyssa had been longing for, for hours. The door opened and a rush of hot, humid air greeted her, a large contrast from the cool air conditioning from inside of the plane.
                Alyssa didn’t quite know what to expect from Turkey. If it was anything like the other holidays in Mediterranean countries, she knew she wouldn’t be getting much, if any, physical attractions toward her. Then again, she had no way of predicting what was coming to her.

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