umberto that day I can not find 'the way home. also because 'I did not have a house. and so it was a day like any other. However, do not despair, and tried every day the way home. 'cause? 'cause if he had a house, umberto sought the way home? and who knows ... many wondered why the ', the day before he died crushed by a house that had crossed an intersection with the red. then you can 'say that I find' a house a home but in the end I find 'him. and this story makes no sense, but 'in a sense has a happy ending. Certainly, there had not been that way, umberto would still be alive, but this truly and 'fucked up bottomless. ie ', comparing a shit in a well, the first would be a bottomless pit. here.
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