Michael:
I sat in the second carriage because I thought you might kiss me.
Hanna Schmitz:
Kid, you thought we could make love in a tram?
Hanna Schmitz:
Is it true what you said? That I don't matter to you?
Hanna Schmitz:
[shakes head]
Michael:
Do you forgive me?
Hanna Schmitz:
[nods]
Michael:
Do you love me?
Hanna Schmitz:
[nods]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:40