The meeting with Zhiva
Like most ordinary people, I had an idea of the disease “crab”. I was afraid. I bristled, as the time of the meeting approached. I had to meet Ziva in the splendor of a luxury Sofia restaurant and it seemed absurd to me. I thought, that the encounter with the disease should be deliberately moderate, directed sad or artificially raised. From the clothes, which had to […]
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