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I have a certain public image, a mask and naturally behind it when alone with myself I am different, if not the opposite. It’s impossible to flow up energy all the time, be a lighter, a pusher, twisting a tail, be naughty, foolish, joking, etc. In private I like to be silent for a while, stretch on a sofa, to idle, click a TV remote, sleep enough. In the everyday private life I prefer low heels, minimum cosmetics, avoid hair rollers, and jewellery and wear jeans and t-shirts. Of course I love jewellery and fine clothes and I like to be stunning, not a grey mouse. But when alone, I like to relax and free style. I like: lilies of the valley, hyacinth, French fries, strong arms of the masseur, tender arms of the beloved man, the leaves rustle underfoot, black currant from the bush, mum’s smile, moon light, bright colors, fresh cucumber smell, sleep nude, to laugh myself and make others laugh. I don’t like: slush, when people are late, unpolished shoes, slobbery dogs, crumbly apples, empty eyes, excessive muscles, cold, chewing gum, queue to the toilet, very skinny, when no bite. I like when all the family is sitting at the table of a country house at a crayfish tab or huge plate of shrimps or watch movies together cracking seeds.

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