Girl from Kostroma
When I once did an internship at my home institute, fate brought me to a physical examination, where newly-minted students (just enrolled) had to undergo this very medical examination, and I somehow “help” (I didn’t know how or who ).
- I am from the reception committee, I was sent to you, in 301 rooms ...
- Oh, it's you, come through, please, go through, pass! ..
The short, slim, middle-aged doctor was very pleased with my appearance. A rather big crowd of yesterday's applicants, cheerful and proud for themselves and their admission, intelligent guys and pretty girls have already gathered around the door, they got to know each other, rustled and joked, and then rolled with laughter.
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