โ๐™ˆ๐™ฎ ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ข๐™š ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™†๐™ก๐™–๐™ง๐™– ๐˜ฟ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ ๐™–๐™ฃ, ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™„ ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™—๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฌ๐™š๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™›๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š.โ Every morning begins with two rituals: the first cup of strong coffee with a drop of cream and the obligatory choice of a scarf - today it is silk, borderly colors. While my brain wakes up coffee, I already leaf through the abstracts on history and imagine how I will once give lectures in the audience, where students listen, holding their breath. But while I am just learning, and my "lectures" take place in a different format - in front of the camera. Yes, this is my way to stay free. It is free to buy rare books that cannot be found in the library, free to save on a ticket to Rome (I have to see Pantheon with my own eyes!), There is a burgundian duck in a good restaurant, and not noodles in a student hostel. Someday I will become the head of the department. In the meantime, I am just Clara: a girl who believes that you can love old books and new impressions.

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