La luce bianca di Madrid e l’incedere lento. Avvolto dal freddo, mite, che quasi gentilmente m’accarezza il viso senza far male, vago per la città…
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La luce bianca di Madrid e l’incedere lento. Avvolto dal freddo, mite, che quasi gentilmente m’accarezza il viso senza far male, vago per la città…
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