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Text had been read by those small children who are not fascinated by myths and Elizabethan candies. Rejected from the monkey island, felt asleep without purpose.
- I still remember my childhood in nature, wild and dried.
- I miss it, Alberto. I must confess.
- Life wasn't easy, dear Alejandro. As children we never played with coconuts.
- We were poor, my dear friend. I became hero for one night, but the smell of hay. And what about those extraordinary strawberries in the middle of nowhere.
- You know so well where the wealth lies.
- Not really, I never felt myself poor. Miserable maybe, but indeed, I thought we were so rich.
- We were, my dear friend. But nobody cares about those days now.
- You are right. They care about my bridge.
- My bridge? What do you mean?
- I heard there is a new soap opera on soporific channel