Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars — Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
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Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars. I can't sleep, I am so happy.

— Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories
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