Placeholder: [photo by Russ Meyer, in the 90ties] facing a lonely smiling woman on the door step of an appartement, in gym, talking. we see the corridor behind her [photo by Russ Meyer, in the 90ties] facing a lonely smiling woman on the door step of an appartement, in gym, talking. we see the corridor behind her

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[photo by Russ Meyer, in the 90ties] facing a lonely smiling woman on the door step of an appartement, in gym, talking. we see the corridor behind her

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