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Angela
The eyes of a man, of all men of the world, light, shine and tremble at the beauty of the woman.Every woman is full of
Doctor Luskin
“Ah, Arthur. I feel so good. I love you!” “I love you too, baby!” At this moment, in the corridor, an elderly couple passes by
Cassandra Debosphorus
A few days later, it is exactly ten o’clock at night. It is dark. The repetition of human history is the repetition of our tragedies.