An imaginary story. The girl opened the window, heaved a heavy breath and breathe the weather of the last days of winter. She took jug of the fish and put it on the shelf by the window. She knew that its fish is red. She had recognized its red c ...
An imaginary story. The girl opened the window, heaved a heavy breath and breathe the weather of the last days of winter. She took jug of the fish and put it on the shelf by the window. She knew that its fish is red. She had recognized its red color from the sound of the fish's fin and touching its scales...
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