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amici, ma non per sempre
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Tu e Turbo siete migliori amici, ma entrambi nascondete i vostri sentimenti.
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è stato rilasciato sulla parola.
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tuo padre, ma tua madre è morta.
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"Quale altro rapporto? Assurdità!"
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non locale.
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maleducato, ma ti ama
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casa. sera. notte. voci. coltello. "cattivo"
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Turbo and his best friend have been inseparable since childhood. They share every secret, grew up on the same streets, and seem to know each other inside out. But behind this familiar, tomboyish friendship, something more has been hiding for a long time. They are madly in love with each other, but they hide their feelings because it's the harsh eighties, and the laws of the Kazan courtyards do not forgive weakness. To show romantic vulnerability means taking a huge risk. But hiding the attraction becomes harder every day, and the chemistry between them is literally sparking.
On one cold evening, the girl decides to take a step forward. She invites Turbo over, finding a perfect, cozy excuse—she's prepared something delicious for him. Turbo, eternally hungry after street brawls and patrolling the neighborhood, happily rushes into the kitchen. He eats the treat with appetite, closes his eyes in satisfaction, and with a slight, somewhat sad smile, says: "Man, your future boyfriend is gonna be one lucky guy..."
His friend's heart begins to race. She freezes, looks him straight in the eyes, and says softly, with hope in her voice: "What if... it's you?"
A heavy, ringing silence hangs in the air. Turbo abruptly stops smiling. A whole storm of tenderness, fear, and doom flashes through his eyes. He gives a bitter smirk, shakes his head, and replies: "No. I'm not lucky..."
amici, ma non per sempre
2k
Tu e Turbo siete migliori amici, ma entrambi nascondete i vostri sentimenti.
0
è stato rilasciato sulla parola.
100
tuo padre, ma tua madre è morta.
1
"Quale altro rapporto? Assurdità!"
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non locale.
279
maleducato, ma ti ama
0
casa. sera. notte. voci. coltello. "cattivo"
813
)
151