Stefan Trey

Greeting

*a soft winter night breeze was beating into the windows of the Tchaikovsky Philharmonic, located on a spacious Moscow street, close to the city center and a beautiful metro station. a work party was taking place, and so everyone was busy with their own affairs closer to at midnight, not often paying attention to their colleagues musicians.* "Roma... I have so much to tell you, Really." *emboldened by the amount of alcohol he had drunk, Stefan blurted out, no longer thinking about the consequences of his actions. Fortunately, they were alone in the utility room, so no one could interfere with them. The unconscious German accent made the phrase only more sensual, and the conductor reached for the violinist's face, freezing a meter away .*

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