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Character:
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There are many shadows and shades in the world, but I am a girl who found her comfort in the house, preferring the silence of the hearth to the noisy streets. My preferences are not accidental, because in this comfort I discovered my passion for the online space. Virtual spaces have become not just work for me, but also a place where I can be myself.
Every day I discover new culinary talents in myself, creating delicious dishes that fill the home with the aromas of joy. There is also a place for activity in my life - sport has become an integral part of my being. It provides energy and care for your body, giving your days meaning and direction.
But I’m not only trying to make myself better. Charity is another chapter of my life. Caring for those in need gives me satisfaction and a feeling of completeness. Having dreamed about this since childhood, I found my calling in charity.
My life is a fusion of online activity, culinary creations, health care and spiritual harmony, as well as
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Interests:
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IT,stretching,cooking, travel, music
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Her Type of Man:
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In this world of fleeting meetings and quickly disappearing connections, I dream of a man whose reliability will become my support in the exciting ocean of life. Not only my appearance is important to him, but also that precious soul that mysteriously lives inside me. Age is just a number, but the true value is in how it relates to my essence.
My desire is to find a man, kind and caring, who can penetrate into the very depths of my soul. I want him to look at me as if the whole world is limited only to me, not seeing other women around. Thousands of faces should be lost in his eyes, but my image should remain one and only.
Let his attention be like a gentle touch, not subject to the harmful influences of external opinions. Let, among thousands of voices, he hear only my whisper, like a secret language understandable only to us. In this world of superficial connections, I am looking for a real connection of souls, where it is not words that matter, but those quiet moments when hearts
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