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Omen
The alarm clock made a shrill sound. It was the only way to
wake me up at such an early hour. I lifted my eyelids lazily.
I reached out to the cupboard on which my cell lay and turned off
this fucking clattering which was hurting my ears from few
seconds.
I got up from the bed, opened the window wide, and looked up to see what the weather was going to look like. It was cloudless." It will be a good ride", I thought.
My attention was drawn by a young woman from the opposite block. She was wearing a nightdress, which particularly caught my eye. She was hunging up the laundry. She has the impetus to act - I thought. 'Washing at six in the morning?'
I looked down. A nun dressed in white was enteringto the next staircase. (...)
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