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14 Декабрь ‘25, Воскресенье

“It’s a majestic creature of the sky, Charlie! And the spider is just a misunderstood arachnid,” Alan chirped, adjusting his beige windbreaker. “Besides, I’ve named the bird 'Freedom' and the spider 'Leggsy.'”

“Thanks, Mom,” Charlie muttered, pouring a double. “I guess there’s always a bigger predator in the room.”

“Alan, I’m telling you, it’s staring at me,” Charlie hissed, peering through the glass sliding door.

The doorbell rang. It wasn’t the date. It was .

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