In the middle of a roast to a mature lady comes a text message, open the phone, watch and says, ah, Pedro died. Close the cell and is still riveting bondiolita.
Today on facebook, I see the wall of a friend and says
HOLA XXX., LEFT ME WITHOUT MY SON, AND YOU'RE NOT YOUR FRIENDS, PLEASE FIND OUT OR WALK TO SEE, CHAU.
technology has reached disastrous levels. It is humanity that is grim.
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