Sono un vuoto a perdere.
Il ritmico piovere e noi due attaccati a una parete per ripararci.[...]E per scaldarci non ci basteranno le nostre mani; con gli occhi azzurri sempre più chiari.Almeno alla fine c'erano dei bellissimi cieli autunnali.
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