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Well, this is the Estonian mentality – a minimum of emotions and feelings. I shared these impressions with Svana.

– This is a northern cold country. People here do not see the sun's rays for a long time. This is not sunny Armenia with an abundance of sunny days for you. How many of them do you have per year?

– Three hundred thirty.

– Bliss! You are just lucky!

In the meantime, we entered some cozy bar, where slow jazz music was playing and couples whirled languidly in the center of the hall.

We sat down at a table and already in normal lighting I was finally able to fully see my new girlfriend. She took off her glasses, and I saw an abundance of freckles on the face of the pretty fox. In addition to her red hair, dazzling like fire, she had a chiseled figure with a thin waist, and a full-fledged breast loomed under a tight sweater.

– You shouldn't have taken it off. The glasses suit you very much, – I said, looking into the abyss of her blue eyes, – and in general, I really like your appearance.