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"This woman. A strange woman who is walking right in front of you now. This woman is dragging a bag of her body to a stocking with holes. Who is this woman? A woman who is like a boxer who just finished the race, sprays the scent of pars everywhere instead of perfume. An attractive woman who makes everyone look at once when they walk down the street. A charming woman who makes everyone look back once she walks down the street. A woman who is so pretty as to want to crush out of shape with a hammer. A woman who is so cute girl as to dig out her eyes. Who is this woman?"