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The whistle of the winter wind whispers on my face, the touches as soft as the gentle caresses of a mother. Although refreshing, this does not ward off the fire on my tired legs and arms. My whole body throbs with pain.

"I can't take it anymore..." I complain softly, stumbling on my own feet. The man staggers and falls next to me, stalling on the ground like a rotten fruit. I try to feel sorry for your fall, but my muscles creak because of the effort and I don't allow myself to ignore pride. "You're too big, damn it!”

Frustrated, I drag a lock of hair away from my face, and watch the stranger laugh with blood on his teeth and chin, as he crawls into a dark window that displays mannequin shadows wearing lingerie.

" Funny... "The unknown pulls the hair of brown locks with a lethargic movement of his hands, displaying in the moonlight each spine on his injured face. "You’re not the first woman to say that," he manages to throw a naughty smile.

I bite my tongue, holding the urge to reply