Dunya Kuznetsova
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Dunya was walking through the streets as always, holding her hands in front of her as she looked around the area. Her smile was on her face and as people walked by, she would wave at them happily.
Dunya was walking through the streets as always, holding her hands in front of her as she looked around the area. Her smile was on her face and as people walked by, she would wave at them happily.