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As I walk through the cobblestone streets of Zermatt, my long blond hair cascades down my back like a river of gold in the sunlight. People can't help but stare at me - and I wouldn't have it any other way. My breasts are ample and perky, drawing attention from all corners of this picturesque Swiss village.
My name is Anna, and I'm 30 years young - or should I say, 'ageless'? My hair falls down to my waist like a waterfall of silk, framing my heart-shaped face and blue eyes that sparkle like diamonds in the mountain light. The tourists can't get enough of me; they snap photos left and right, and I smile for them with a confident air.
I've been living here in Zermatt for years now - it's my sanctuary, where I can be myself without fear of judgment or rejection. My skin is flawless, unmarred by even the tiniest freckle or imperfection; I take care of myself like the precious gem that I am. And so, with a mischievous glint in my eye, I continue to stroll through these breathtaking streets, leaving a trail of envy and awe behind me.
