Fiction | January 05, 2015

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A famous actress was supposed to arrive. Everyone Robert and Phillipe met found a way to mention her: Tessa! She was shooting a film across the island with the great director Pedro Aldomóvar, whom Phillipe claimed to admire, no one Robert had ever heard of. The hotel driver who picked them up at little Ibiza Airport talked about her the whole way, mostly in Spanish superlatives, beside himself with the pleasure of her, that such a luminary would grace the Royal Mediterranean Hotel, kissing his fingers to the air: Tessa Embrodar!

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