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hards of porcelain, she felt a sharp pain in her hand. Her tender finger was immediately cut by a white piece of porcelain, bleeding!First came the big feet, not the little one who had been shouting "...freshness of grass, made her take a long, deep breath as if she were forcefully expelling all the turmoil from her heart.He took her hand, encircled her waist, his chin lightly grazing her cheek, and...