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We arrived once with friends on the river to rest from the noise of the city. We are Vitka, Sashka, Arthur and I, Anton. We drove to the hill, standing, choosing a better place. And suddenly we see: in the 200s, a tent stands on the right on the very shore, a veil is spread out next to it, and on it there are two very ...
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