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- So, I never see her again?
- Well, why not.
- I had never been.
Viktor sheepishly coughed into his fist.
She lived nearby. Two-room apartment was tastefully furnished.
But most of all he was struck by the fact that the walls were hung with paintings of different sizes and designs, most of which depicted a romantic-looking young officer, in which it was easy to learn Zagorski. Sexs chat.