I could be the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo if Stieg Larsson had visited Moscow at the needed time. I could be prototype of Thumbelina, if great loser and famous storyteller Andersen visited our fine city. But I got different fate, and I am fragrant lily with almond-shaped eyes. I’m little star who is ascended at the East I give tenderness and affection for those who prefer hot tireless crumbs with the eastern appearance. I'm fragile like a porcelain figurine and strong, like a stalk of bamboo. My snow-white skin well with the blue-black hair straight as an arrow of my distant and fearless ancestors. Day with me will be a fascinating journey into the world of Eastern wisdom and serenity. Night with me will open the gates to the Garden of Delights where my affection will awake in you a sense of the unknown feelings. I’ll be like a silk fan. My passion burns you no less then acute wasabi. My tiny hands will bring up you to such a frenzy that you won’t care which side the sun is rising.

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