Complete text: morgan knew that the lagoon city flooded more than sixty times a year now , this being one of those nights . she and jake sloshed in rubber boots towards the basilica , barely lit in the shadowed square . it was nearly midnight and they did n't have long to achieve their goal . a whistle came from the shadow of the doge 's palace and another man joined them . jake and he exchanged a rough handshake , then he turned to
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