The Secrets Hidden In The Scars -
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It’s about four o'clock. There are not so many people in one of the cafés in New York. A few seconds ago, two young and cute girls, a blonde and a brunette, entered here. Both have a short height, but the girl with blonde hair gathered into a loose tuft is a little taller than the brunette, who has her hair brushed in a puffy tail. When they enter the café, they start to look for a table to sit on, drink, and eat something. Some time later, the blonde suggests sitting at a free table near a window, and the brunette agrees shortly. The girls sit at the table and put their coats and bags near them.
