I turn now. I've been traveling with a client. He's gone and flew to another city in this country where we are, for reasons of work. I'm still here, I will take the plane in the afternoon, and while doing time leave a note from a hotel computer, so that the few who read me do not think I've gone away.
I never gone so long with a client, or as far. Living together has been hard and long. My client is about those who are not supervised by his wife, was delivered without a brake on all sorts of vices ... drink, eat and take drugs without restraint. They know that once again it all comes back to peace first, under the supervision and tutelage of his wife, the woman who has become a retaining wall all the appetites that crowded into them, and pushing to get out as a violent flood of water and mud. Continue counting ... here all have eyes and speak English. I like to write outside of my little den.
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