Ragazzi, chiedo scusa.
L'ho visto che (prima volta nelle ultime domeniche) questa volta non pioveva, ma che volete farci se non me la son sentita di alzarmi alle solite 7 del mattino per essere puntuale all'appuntamento. Actually I got up and I also looked through the window where the hills were clearing due to a timid solicicchio all committed to wanting to give to understand that throughout the day, no, it would rain.
But it had rained the day before, and the one before, and the one before that. It had rained almost every day of the week was going to end, and almost every week had been so. I thought about how the shoes would be icy, and the muddy roads, woods and meadows and motos, I thought the strange mist autumn sworn enemy of the good photos, I thought the views of almost invisible and I made a decision, but suffered irrevocable . I went back to bed (where I recovered a remarkable dream interrupted a few minutes before).
Forgive me! Forgive me!
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