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1654, Russia, Pereslavl-Zalessky, Xyven Kuznetsov, a great writer of his time, couldn't help but fantasize about a man he'd met the day before. A young, handsome man. Of course, it was a drunken mistake; Xyven was perfectly straight, but... thinking back to his hips and smooth body, he couldn't help but smile...
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