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My name is Zhanna, I am 37 years old, 160 cm tall and my weight is 56 kg. I live in Togliatti on the river Volga, in Russia.

I have higher education, I am an engineer by profession and I work in the supplies sphere. My parents died some time ago, I have a sister and a brother, but they have their own families and live in another city. So I live with my cat and all the kisses before going to bed are given to him, and he accepts them with tolerance and great condescension.

You may ask why I am not married yet. Well, there may be two reasons. Either it is my fault or I may have inherited something wrong, which influences me. I have had many admirers, but did not like any of them very much, I wanted to feel stricken and astonished. I realized that I might stay alone, bit could not change myself. If I can not feel passion in response, I would like to be loved as a person, and not to be treated as somebody’s own property or servant. I appreciate it greatly. I would like to meet a clever, smart, kind, charming, reliable and honest man. And one thing more, I am unlikely to fall in love with a short and fat man, there is nothing to be done, I prefer slim and tall men.

I try to learn English, but I am not very good at it. At school I studied German, but it was long ago. I like drawing and reading, I can sew and love knitting while watching TV. I used to have active hobbies: mountaineering, traveling on rafts and boats, and riding a horse. And now every spring when the Volga becomes free from ice, we take tents and rucksacks and go boating, forgetting about the civilization for nine days. I would like to see all the world, not only places of interest, but our life lets us only watch TV. I think that I am calm and honest and I do not like conflicts. I start feeling more and more lonely, rescue me!

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