If tomorrow morning when you wake up the influence he abandoned me Unnamable without taking hostage unless it pours, in short, if all goes as it should do the walk in the park of Portofino. How to be in the mountains, but the sea. Who wants to pick oranges, lemons and mandarins of the freezer and fill the belly of cake, eat the Ligurian fish with potatoes, olives and tomatoes Mirin San Rocco. And who wants to see that zompetta Wish rocks and paths and nameable eyes when looking at the sea and return liquid velvet, as when after having looked at last saw me.
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