It was an ordinary boy: in knee pants were you, I read comic books, making noise when he ate, he stood his fingers to his nose, snoring in a nap, called Armando current in all but one thing was another Yo. The Other I used some poetry in his eyes, fell in love with the actress, lying cautiously, excited at sunset. The boy was very concerned about his alter ego and made him feel uncomfortable with their friends. Moreover, the further I was melancholy, and because of this, Armando could not be so vulgar as he wished.
Armando arrived one evening tired from work, took off his shoes, shook Slowly toes and turned on the radio. On the radio was Mozart, but the boy slept. When he awoke, the Other I cried inconsolably. At first, the boy did not know what to do, but then rebuilt and thoroughly insulted by Ne-Yo. It said nothing, but the next Manama had committed suicide. At first the death of another I was a heavy blow to the poor Armando, but then thought that now might be quite vulgar. That thought comforted him.
only had five days of mourning, when they hit the streets for the purpose of showing off its new and complete vulgarity. From afar, he saw approaching their friends. This will full of happiness and immediately burst into laughter. However, when they passed him, they did not notice his presence. To make matters worse, the boy overheard commenting: 'Poor Armando. And to think that seemed so strong and healthy. "
The boy had no choice but to stop laughing and at the same time she was at the height of the sternum a choke that looked a lot like the nostalgia. But he could not feel genuine melancholy, because all the melancholy it had worn Yo.
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