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Ask yourself these three questions, Tatiana Metanova, and you will know who you are. Ask: What do believe in? What do you hope for? What do you love?

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Paullina Simons
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: January 1
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St. Petersburg
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Hope
Three
Believe
Love

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