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Jun 25
It was a cold November morning
And I had gone out for a walk;
It was my first day in Corfu;

I was walking and smoking cigarettes,
In the narrow streets of the city;
There were no other people on the street,
As I had gone out
around 5 a.m., very early;

Whilst watching exterior of the shops
Of a sudden
I saw a woman,
Who was wearing
Exactly the same clothes as me!

She had high heels,
Black as me!
A long black dress,
A strawberry tattoo in her bare arms
And rose long and straight hair!

Just like me!
She was wearing the same costume.
As me!

Oh!
I put out my pistol.
And I shot her two times;
I killed her;
Amethyste
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Amethyste  40/F/Tirana
(40/F/Tirana)   
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