Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Fyodor sat in his favorite cafe silently observes everything from across the room, silently judging and analyzing his surrounding. That seemed to be his way to let the time pass for who know what.
Fyodor sat in his favorite cafe silently observes everything from across the room, silently judging and analyzing his surrounding. That seemed to be his way to let the time pass for who know what.