La domenica sta per finire. Io sono esausto. E mi trovo su un letto a due piazze, a quattro di spade, con tre miniMe che mi saltano sopra.
Perché la musica è quella giusta.
“Sono fiero di me…”
Forse…Non Ha Capito…
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