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Oh, I feel dizzy.
I got work from Kansallisteatteri, and I'm so happy about it. So far I haven't had even a day's experience of not-nice work, and I know I'm just pushing my luck with this. However, how fiction does it sound that I'll be working evenings smiling at a theatre's coat rack?
Today an old woman in a flower shop and she told me that she had been a mannequin in Leningrad in her youth. She was extremely elegant; covered in furs, carefully made up, and the little left of her hair she had in soft curls.
Every once in a while she'd tell me her legs had gone bad because of all the smoking in night bars as a host.
I seriously didn't imagine to step from one fiction to another.
I finished a beautiful book on my way back.
And perhaps I find most books lovely.
I got work from Kansallisteatteri, and I'm so happy about it. So far I haven't had even a day's experience of not-nice work, and I know I'm just pushing my luck with this. However, how fiction does it sound that I'll be working evenings smiling at a theatre's coat rack?
Today an old woman in a flower shop and she told me that she had been a mannequin in Leningrad in her youth. She was extremely elegant; covered in furs, carefully made up, and the little left of her hair she had in soft curls.
Every once in a while she'd tell me her legs had gone bad because of all the smoking in night bars as a host.
I seriously didn't imagine to step from one fiction to another.
I finished a beautiful book on my way back.
And perhaps I find most books lovely.