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The strange vision was so real that it made him start. David opened his eyes. What was it? A compensation for an increasing whitelessness of today’s world? A Snowwhite’s secret message that she tried to send him with her smile? He intuitively felt that the strange white vision was somehow related to the attractive woman he had just met. Snowwhite. So that’s what she meant giving him that special smile. Yet he couldn’t be sure, for how could one be sure about things like that? Nonsense. He must have overworked at a computer, just too tired after a hard week of designing virtual reality.

Totenham Court Road. David stood up and still puzzled by the strange vision of the white snowfield that had definitely nothing to do with his personal experience, walked out of the train mingling with the multinational crowd. «Mind the gap» — a polite voice of London underground said.

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От английского «ice» — лед.