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Large drops of rain knocked on the window and then quickly and silently rolled down the glass. “It's good that I managed to rain,” I thought, looking at the water extravaganza outside the window. I was sitting in the train, and I had, as usual, an hour and a half of inevitable road to the house.
Suddenly I ...
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