sleepless night and then shaken by strange nightmares ... people that I drilled the living room (but maybe it was just the girl upstairs at 4:25 that is due to go to the bathroom constantly) ... and then a separation, with children. I have not. To convince the judge to give him carrying it around Via Frua.
I woke up at 9 and 20, a second before I called the Ale worried about not having yet heard of the pillow and the scar on his face ... che sembravo Goldfinger...
per me.. il mattino ha l'horror in bocca
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