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Listen, friend, doesn't anything stop you... Well, you know, - she makes eyes at her sister's strange pose, pauses. - Well, sitting like that. I just noticed that several passersby have been looking at us very strangely, as if they have nothing but garbage on their minds. One of them even muttered "find a room." You meet so many perverts sometimes. If you think about it, maybe it's the atmosphere that affects them somehow?
- Let them stare, let them talk, what do we care? We grew in the same womb, and you can't get any more intimate than that. That's probably why they writhe with envy, lamenting that they don't have such a close person in their empty lives, and won't have one in the future.
She tries to remember with Backend Algorithm where, in Ikazkan, where there is no trade, one could acquire various remedies for ailments.