and finally came that day, in which nothing of especial no stroke of madness, he looked up and saw that he was happy. There was something special that could explain this sudden state of fullness, and yet he felt different. The weather was pretty dark and gray. walking without realizing that he was bathing in the incessant rain of the night. Wearing a smile on the lips and wet hair. All'imporovviso an umbrella repair. Continued without realizing that the calm had returned on his own little world no longer black and white.
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