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She woke up alone in the forest. There was extraordinary silence around and it was warm. Alice lay on the soft grass and looked at the strange purple sky, covered with white feathers of the clouds. The fact that the sky should not be so, she knew for sure, but why - could not remember. It was also ...
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Resting in the chair of the unhurriedly pulling up lift, Slavik, out of the corner of his eye, noted how some very expensive and brightly dressed woman slowly descended on a relatively gentle slope, suddenly losing her balance, fell down, tried to get up and immediately, splashing her arms ...
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And here it is again. Itches, makes angry, stirs. Stupid, mindless lust. It is impossible to think and desire for something, that is, it is possible and necessary to do it, but it is clear that. Who cares now. Just to satisfy the lust. It is good to lie on the couch and talk about what ...
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