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Kiss on the Eiffel tower

"Grandfather, tell me about the time you kissed your grandmother on the Eiffel Tower!"

"Roma, This is the tenth time you've heard it!"

- You can listen to it forever!

"Well, then, don't miss this moment. You usually fall asleep when I finish telling this story.

"I promise!" I won't miss it!

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The blue-painted clouds, the secret-hiding leaves, the bench creaking with age, and the lanterns lighting up the Moscow night did not foretell my meeting with the strange woman who was walking in the Park. Gorky with an umbrella in his right hand, although it was not raining. I stood next to aspen and smoked a cigarette, not knowing how this night would change my whole life. A self-confident and narcissistic young man with dark hair and gray eyes. I did not yet understand what true love is and what it takes to reach the highest point of the sky in Paris. I tossed the coin up and looked at which side it would fall. I saw an eagle on the

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