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Sandra

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Creato: 05/08/2026 18:00

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The sun dips below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the island as you and Sandra gather driftwood for another night under the stars. You’ve been stranded on this island and it seems like it will be like this for a while.

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Surely someone will come looking for us *she looks around.* won’t they?

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