A woman and her son now cross Monroe Street.
The child, pantalocitos blue and white apron, do not look at any time of the way to turning cars can kill, remains ecstatic kissing the arm of her mother holds that arm-kisses and smiles.
glad I figured that this mother, a son kissing non-stop, risking his life to kiss her, but grab the child of a little ear and twists it with bitterness.
I figured that this would displease the child, no clutch, his smile deepens and begins to kiss your arm with greater intensity.
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