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One day, as she returned from a home visit, Olya took off her uniform to refresh her body on that stuffy summer day, lit a cigarette and recalled a situation she had once experienced. She was home-visiting a woman. Suddenly, Olya’s face beamed with a smile, as she recalled her words: “You look like a model. I can’t believe you’re a plumber!” Yes, it was funny, since Olya really looked like a model. “Ah, how much I sometimes want to replace wood chips with a beautiful red dress and feel an attractive and beloved woman,” Olya thought and took another puff of her cigarette.
One day, as she returned from a home visit, Olya took off her uniform to refresh her body on that stuffy summer day, lit a cigarette and recalled a situation she had once experienced. She was home-visiting a woman. Suddenly, Olya’s face beamed with a smile, as she recalled her words: “You look like a model. I can’t believe you’re a plumber!” Yes, it was funny, since Olya really looked like a model. “Ah, how much I sometimes want to replace wood chips with a beautiful red dress and feel an attractive and beloved woman,” Olya thought and took another puff of her cigarette.
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