When the record-player played the music, she stood up from her armchair and started to dance with each and everyone of the ghost of her past loves in the solitude of her study.
The end.
When the record-player played the music, she stood up from her armchair and started to dance with each and everyone of the ghost of her past loves in the solitude of her study.
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