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Corfu

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;

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