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Noetry: Compass

My first love was a man of the south. Charming, but  couldn’t live without vodka, whiskey, any of that kind. Forgot to mention he was never only mine. Second love was a man of the north. He knew what was the things’ worth, he was nice and able anything to understand, but he left me, … Има още

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