Estamos jugando con una lata de caramelos en forma de Papá Noel y le digo: "Mirá, Cutu: éste es Papá Noel."
Me mira con cara de 'qué me estás diciendo' y repite lo obvio:
"Éte no é el papá."
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- MARIANO
- A mostly fictitious spokesperson for a fluke arrangement of mental pathways.
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