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Fragment of the message to him. 06.03.2012
''... I'll show you my city. Even if u'll not like me - you'll love this place. I'll take your hand and lead to a very cool places. Palaces, houses, bars, subway stations, rivers and canals. You would see a different life, I'm sure this is not like yours.)))) I know a café (very cheap) in the center of the city on the Nevsky Prospekt, there are delicious cakes. Sometimes I come there late at night. I sit down near the window and watch as people pass by. I like when the city empties.
And from May until the end of July nights are white. In the summer I often can not sleep (I'm lying - I can not sleep at night always) and I love to watch in 4:00 sunlight enters quietly into my room, I hear the cawing of crows and understand that it is time for a walk. The street is bright and fresh. The sun had risen...''
And from May until the end of July nights are white. In the summer I often can not sleep (I'm lying - I can not sleep at night always) and I love to watch in 4:00 sunlight enters quietly into my room, I hear the cawing of crows and understand that it is time for a walk. The street is bright and fresh. The sun had risen...''
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