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I know it may look like a whistleblow, but fds, I met on a bus stop a 20-year-old girl, very beautiful, I was 16 or 17 at the time.
It was the most beautiful girl I knew, did not wear makeup, had nothing artificial, had a sweet and calm voice, carried a folder with projects (she made architecture college), had a simple look of someone who did not ask much of another person, was the perfect girl, wanted a fututro, hand was a slut mandakre, no, came from the interior to metropolis behind college.
I looked for her at several bus stops, but I didn't find it, I spent a month on that until, we met again, we talked and such, but my course ended and I never saw her in my life...