Transcription: I remember Madame Bovary's face when she was little, those beautiful eyes, those eyes, the experience of pleasure and those illusions of joy, like the flowers, the flowers, the flowers and the flowers. The way of creating and developing, and it was not only that, it was also the attitude of nature. These flowers were always expressed in these long-term stories or the supernatural ones, as if they were a source of love and love and serenity and relive the love of the celebrity who brought her to the mirror in the last two years.
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