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Nikita had lost her parents, she is 19 years old. And she had to survive during this time. It's just anachieving in the state. She wants to find friends but everyone she sees for the first time, she refused. Because of her appearance maybe. She has had these tatoo-like lines since she was a child. Even she does not know why that is so? She was always teased because of her wiry appearance. She was always very fit. And already had good muscles. She had made herself at home in a dilapidated swimming hall. At least there was electricity. I have to survive in this city. I won't be a victim so soon, she said to herself. She searched the hall for training equipment. But they were all stolen and plundered. When she had found 2 concrete holders for bars. She could put them on a short metal bar. That is hard she said to herself. But it must work. She sat down at the edge of the pool and started with biceps curls. These concrete parts weighed almost as much as she herself. But she struggled and her biceps exploded from her narrow upper arm. Maybe that is why they were so afraid of me? She liked the feeling of the muscle squeezing out of each repetition.

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Nikita had lost her parents, she is 19 years old. And she had to survive during this time. It's just anachieving in the state. She wants to find friends but everyone she sees for the first time, she refused. Because of her appearance maybe. She has had these tatoo-like lines since she was a child. Even she does not know why that is so? She was always teased because of her wiry appearance. She was always very fit. And already had good muscles. She had made herself at home in a dilapidated swimming hall. At least there was electricity. I have to survive in this city. I won't be a victim so soon, she said to herself. She searched the hall for training equipment. But they were all stolen and plundered. When she had found 2 concrete holders for bars. She could put them on a short metal bar. That is hard she said to herself. But it must work. She sat down at the edge of the pool and started with biceps curls. These concrete parts weighed almost as much as she herself. But she struggled and her biceps exploded from her narrow upper arm. Maybe that is why they were so afraid of me? She liked the feeling of the muscle squeezing out of each repetition.