I'm looking for light gray skin all over the city, so today I went to the Mango store on Kotsyubinsky str., 47. The door was closed (in the slave. shop time), looking around, I saw a blonde grandmother walking towards the store, and heading for the door, opening it and simultaneously talking to a woman who was walking next to her, I was with a small child, we moved aside and immediately began to enter the store. At the entrance, the child stopped and said, "Mom, there's a dog there," but I still need to find the fabric, and I said, "take my hand, we'll take a quick look." This blonde grandmother turns around and says, "Get out of here with your phobias!" and starts pushing me out of the store. We went out and left, I didn't want to find out in front of the child what her phobia was.

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