She loves shopping. We would go on lengthy shopping sprees, holding hands, sometimes galloping in the polka rhythm, laughing loudly, overjoyed by the experience. In the evenings, we would discuss shoe store news in the bubble bath back at our flat.
She would have long, red nails sprinkled with white dots and she would be passionate about wearing fur in winter.
During vacations, we would go on well-planned, pre-packaged holiday tours to Cyprus, spending daytime at our four-star hotel pool and nightime in our air-conditioned room... making love, tenderly, so as not to mess up her haircut.
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