Suddenly something unusual happened: a tall, slender young woman, long black hair, lively almond-colored eyes, a complexion of sincere shine, defiant lips, kind forehead, fine ankles, fingers extended to a perfect nail end and a captivating smile of white aligned pearls, she came to the table and asked firmly: “Mr. Fischer, could you sign an autograph for me...?”. [Read more]. |
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