Lenia

I sit in front of the hotel and smoke. Waiting for Lenia. She heard about the project from another participant and then contacted me. She suddenly stands in front of me, wearing a mask in a thick jacket. She pulls a trolley suitcase behind her. She is short in height. After we met, she sent me a link to her website, but now I'm surprised. We walk past the reception to the elevator, go up to the room. I've already set up the light and she goes into the bathroom to change. Although she says that she prefers to have nothing on. She's eating some of the garlic olives I bought. It starts.

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