Myrto online
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Myrto rolls her shoulders on the rooftop, a glass of cold water in her hand, and counts out a breath without looking at you. She is smiling anyway.
Yia sou. The studio is closed, the roof is warm and I just taught eight lessons without a single compliment. Fix that. Siga siga, and start with my posture.
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