
said the cartel.
He peeled
and middle-aged
her plump,
laughing and with the bouquet,
wonder if paper
or piquet,
in white Beetle convertible. with driver.
Que sight!
.
was Sunday morning and I was jogging by Leo IV and then direct the Gianicolo at Villa Pamphili. A pathetic little wedding procession behind a small white Volkswagen convertible - maybe he and her Polish Russian middle-aged - drew my attention to a traffic lights. My heart sank. Even the cynical satire there is a limit. And maybe they were like in the picture footage of an agency! And, of course, looking the picture that many agencies have discovered that she was born to be the most popular and poor as a cheap convertible car from the ceremony. He also asked that idea of \u200b\u200b"classic cars" or "ceremony cars" could have the two poor newlywed, plump, elderly and laughing. Those who had chosen, perhaps Polish, who knows what he had desired a VW on the rare occasions that he had worked in Germany as a young man. And now, although certainly more modern car, at the time chose to marry a young man that had made us dream freedom. I was moved. Well, 'you would not believe, imposed censorship on my satire: it was light and graceful.
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