about to take one of the few curves that exist in the local road - "the last and I'm already there" think. "How quiet everything is, but it is normal: a few old men who are never have I seen walking the streets rioting, and less at this time of year ... What have you planted on top of the hill ...? And that dreadful ship? is that there was a place worse? Around the middle, what I liked the hill to my fuentelolmo ... "
and would much better
The truth is that it could sink that crap. prefer even this, strata that I've always liked. good, but I ran out of my horizon, but it will eventually soften ...
Anyway ... gibosidades mirror the fair.
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