when I was 18 years old, in Moscow, in the cafe "Tea ," I was introduced to a black American , his name is Sasha. ( Alex )
Café met artists . Alex was an artist , very well spoken in Russian .
In the cafe we were put next .. we fell in love with each other ) )
It was very strange !
But .. I was afraid of their feelings and quickly left . (((
A week later, I met a friend in Moscow who said that Alex was offended . I am very surprised , she wanted to meet with Alex . But they told me that Sasha went to the U.S. .
I remember him now . Remember my feelings ....
It is unfortunate that I lost Alex ..
Wanted to find him .. but it's not real ..

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