Walking in this beautiful village you realize that about too many things. A ferminté has plenty of reasons. A yanguas has too many banners. That is absolutely true. He no longer knows where to put them. Large, medium and small. With his face white as a ghost or the Lips painted in the same salon that the trinity. Banners you can spare. That bodes well for him. You must have pasta.
So the contest is won banners quantitative yanguas by a landslide. But it also lies above yanguas fermínté pancartil height. The fermínté banners have been killed in a modern city of those who have double-decker buses for tourists stroll. Those of yanguas nearly reach the sky. The difference is again of pasta.
ferminté's friends smiling but tired to walk a straight from an old idea or work and died a victim of the sobreconstrucción embarrassment. The highest rung up and stretch all they can about to herniate or tip the ladder or both. Yanguas employees do not know if you have friends, but employees have many, are their modern trucks, coincidentally the same as working for the council, give the button, say that of the sky with her and pee in a country and is the banner above date higher than the palm has. 
So, dear fermínté, you can go and surrendering. More banners and higher. Prepare for the worst. See twenty-two night wondering how Mouriño: Why? Why prosecutors? Why the meeting? Why is the ombudsman? Why daniel barber? Why so few votes? Why did not I went to Morocco four years ago when I had almost decided? Health
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