Synopsis
"-My love, what's wrong?-The lady who passed me messed up my hair as she went to the kitchen-He looks so upset.
-It's that damn wind that doesn't pass!
I said, muttering more than talking.
-Ho my sweetie, don't talk like that about the poor thing, have you ever stopped to listen to him?, he's always crying."
14+En cours~5min de lecture
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Voir le profil"As palavras nos limitam" é o que dizem , eu discordo, elas nos fazem "expandir".
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