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I like to cut freshmen, under melodic and romantic songs. It is so pleasant when a cold scalpel touches the warm body, which is so living, pulsating. When you cut the chest, you can hear how the heart beats loudly, how blood seeks to get into all organs, all the capillaries of their young, young bodies. Before cutting the body, it can be washed, or you can enjoy the unprecedented lovely aroma of the skin, and the chest of the young beauty. Oh, these girls, they are ready to go into all adventures, even lying under a scalpel to an unknown person to experience a feeling, a feeling of death before the village, because one wrong incision can take their lives, this clot of the beauty of a physical and spiritual body.