Naturally, I'm like everyone else, I do everything I say is not done.
course do many things wrong and even end up going right, I forgot that I left a mistake.
I firmly believe in what I think and I understand: This proves that we all have a little something in common with the delusional.
Like you, I have what you have in any normal person crazy.
Naturally, I'm like everyone else: Live
thinking about the things of the past as if they were wonderful. Without going too far: Yesterday I dreamed about the cobbler on the corner of my grandmother's house. It looked the same as ever: a man hunched, looking down. I never could see the eyes. When I received the broken shoes to do the miracle to fix them, watched them pulled the dirty pen ointment was supported by the ear (which was also dirty ointment) and wrote: "brown moccasin: 5 weight" ... and when I went to remove it, was never wrong. 5 pesos and gave him in return, shiny loafers. He never saw his eyes. I guess you were brown as brown loafers or ointment that smelled throughout the block.
For me it was a brilliant craftsman. I do not know if there are shoemakers as before.
course were better before the shoes were several times a shoemaker. The old and known as their relatives. Already part of your business. Living sitting on a bench with thousands of shoes around.
course was a man looking down. A shoemaker. And a girl I thought the frosting was a country of Asia Minor or a poison.
course I'm wrong, like everyone else.
Now I know that bitumen is a delicious fish that comes in round cans. If I remember correctly, before the cans had a cock ... The future, no.
All times were better. No doubt.
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