d decent, and the way back I met a very nice Chinese who could not reach the station. If I knew that I unfolded as well thanks to my flat and wrinkled dobladÃsimo ...
disappoint me at times.
I could go, alone, to spend a few days away. Take the tiny tent and buy music cassettes sixty second hand to listen on the radio that is on top of the fridge and that nobody uses. Could sew, take photos and try to speak in bad English with the Swedes in the caravan next door to invite me to coffee with biscuits and teach me bad words in your language. Buy a postcard and never send. Get wet feet on the beach. I surely pour the late afternoon
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