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I was waiting for him. And then the intercom rang. - Who's there? - Hi, it's me ... - Come in.
The button is pressed, a sharp meowing sound indicates that the door of the entrance is open. I unlock the door and step back. Climbing up close is just one short flight to the first floor, and in a few seconds He enters the door of my apartment. - Hello. - He says calmly and even somehow detachedly.
I maintain this neutral tone, but I add a smile:
& nbsp ...
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The button is pressed, a sharp meowing sound indicates that the door of the entrance is open. I unlock the door and step back. Climbing up close is just one short flight to the first floor, and in a few seconds He enters the door of my apartment. - Hello. - He says calmly and even somehow detachedly.
I maintain this neutral tone, but I add a smile:
& nbsp ...
Read more →