On the morning of June 27, an Carlota satisfied and sleepy Asturias returned to the beloved homeland, to the soul Gijón. I climbed the metal snake with more baggage, for accompanying me on this occasion the evil of my nephew. Chamartín boarded the eight o'clock, he pulled a backpack full of toys with his right hand and left hanging the sheep Dolly - the stuffed, of course, "I actually was loaded to the teeth with suitcases, notes and the thesis (with the first notes of "close reading" that were coming out of my pen as it passed pages) that a good friend gave me to kill the dead times more productive than the gut or devour scratching nails because of nervousness.
's orwent much better position than I expected, if we consider, of course, I had not studied. Comment text me fully immersed in the recollection of the dreaded selectivity. Once again with the Miles today, yesterday and forever, I thought.
be answered as the first four questions and when I start the fifth one lady, scowling, pounced on me and made me put the sheets in an envelope. I must admit I felt harassed, helpless and angry but did not make much sense as a bargain, I decided to be thoughtful and, as I shit on your mother, did likewise. After half an hour break back (me and another three hundred opponents) to that "living drawings." I could not disguise orand .... Distribute what God luck!
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