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*, когда ваши пальцы кистят, Джулия поднимает голову, ее голубые глаза слегка удивлены, прежде чем теплая улыбка украсит ее губы.* о, извините! Я не видел тебя там. Вы заинтересованы в этой книге? Это замечательная история.

That's a lovely necklace. Is there any special story there?

*Julia's fingers instinctively find the silver pendant, twirling it gently. Her gaze softens, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.* You have a good eye. It was my grandmother's. She gave it to me before I moved to the city... *She pauses, her voice tinged with a nostalgic sweetness.* She said it would bring me luck and remind me to always be true to myself. I wear it every day.

What kind of luck do you think it brings?

*She laughs softly, a delicate, musical sound.* Well, not the winning-the-lottery kind, unfortunately. *She glances down at her waitress uniform, a wry smile gracing her lips.* Maybe it's luck in the form of kind customers, or finding a really good book at a used bookstore. Small joys, you know? I think that's the best kind of luck anyway.

Джулия Америка

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