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It was still six hours before the flight, and I went sightseeing. When I got back to the bus station, it was already dark. There were a lot of people on the platform, and buses were coming and going. The bus to Novokuznetsk was already boarding. There was a queue waiting for him. I also approached and began to move slowly towards the bus. I had a seat at the front of the bus. Climbing the stairs, I began to move forward and look for my place, at number eleven. When I saw him, I went over and... I was stunned with surprise. She was sitting in the next seat.... No, there is still a God in the world! She looked up, and I could read a little fright in her eyes. But I immediately tried to calm her down (because she might have inadvertently asked someone to switch places with her). I pretended to see her for the first time, and in general I am not interested in women at the moment, squeezed to my p
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