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**Дневник. Почти ошиблась.** “— И ты сейчас просто возьмешь и уедешь?! Аленка, значит, ты не уважаешь
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“We’ll see about that!” “No! As long as we live in this madhouse with your mum
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After her spin class, Vicky was in a rush to get home; she had promised her husband shed make a proper
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I stayed by his side until his final breath, yet his children expelled me as if I were an outsider.







