The day was sunny and pleasant, devoid of chill winds. You are one of the Immortals. I hear her coming. It reminded her of one of the old tales her mother Marina had told her about a sculptor named Farhat. And yet that could not be: it was a confession only in the event of his death. I've often regretted that I didn't investigate the matter.
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