The Russian menace is in town

The Russian menace is in town

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Hi, this is a true story. I am actually a Russian girl (so, forgive me if my English sounds a little bit odd at times). I want to be honest with you: I am not the girl in the cover. I am not a model, but believe me, dudes can barely see the difference when I introduce myself, ask for information or apologize for trampling on their feet. That cover is just some artwork a friend of mine made for me. Somehow, we need to pass the time in this jail... I am a sucker for writing. She is an artist. We get along just fine. Hell, no! I am not into that kind of things. Not into other girls, if you were thinking something like that. I am into boys. Boys growing into men, hopefully. This is how males spelled the end of my tranquil, splendid life. Can you imagine? I am not going to complain though. I want to start from the very beginning instead. From the thrilling time when I moved from Saint Petersburg to Boston. I had just turned 16.
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