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Vera recovered in a dark and cold, four by four meters, a room without windows. There was no furniture, nothing, just bare walls and a concrete floor. A light bulb burned weakly under the ceiling, slightly illuminating the room. She hardly remembered how she was here. She only remembered ...
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That day Olga woke up earlier than usual. She had been vacationing in the country for the second week, but her parents were still in the city, and today they were supposed to come. She wanted to meet them at the station, there was an hour and a half before their arrival. Olga got out of bed, took a shower, brought herself ...
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