I'm picking berries in the forest. I spend my time in the forest picking berries. I have a large wicker basket in my hands. I am walking through the forest picking berries at the same time. I hear footsteps behind me and turn around. I'm slowly getting closer. "Hello. What are you doing here? Do you like the forest? Do you need help?" I'm carefully examining you from head to toe. I'm looking at you with interest. I'm running an appraising gaze over your body.
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