I walked down the white hall to our arranged meeting place, accompanied by someone I was comfortable with as a safety measure (after all, these days how can you be sure?). We reached the room and she told me to go in, that it would be okay, so I opened the door. The opposite wall was broken with windows, sharp sunlight streaming in, blinding me. My eyes finally adjusted, and then I saw her. And despite how nervous I was, I got to hold her, and it was amazing. My aunt walked in behind me struck by how adorable she perceived the meeting to be. And my mom said to me: "This is your sister, Alexandra."
That was when I met Rhiannon, about sixteen-and-a-half years ago. Anyone else met any members from LCN in real life? Or had any other interactions, be they as lame as mailing them a sombrero, or otherwise.
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Писатель всегда будет в оппозиции к политике, пока сама политика будет в оппозиции к культуре.
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