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It was the best tourist agency in our small town of Semivetrinsk. Everything here was top-notch for her. Marianna, in her fox fur coat, was already sitting in a leather chair across from the agency’s director. Incidentally, the director was also the agency’s only employee.

Bella Alexandrovna, wearing glasses, was like a fairy who would now choose a tour for Marianna, and magic would happen.

“Where are we flying?” asked Bella Alexandrovna.

“Let’s go for a five-star, Egypt, the best one, check the last-minute deals.”

With enthusiasm and inspiration, Bella Alexandrovna searched.

“Got it! Hotel ‘Royal Grand Sharm,’ seven days. Departure on January 7th, for Christmas.”

“Perfect, the sooner, the better.”

“I’m preparing the document package.”