Lydia from Palermo who bought three of my games last week, whose hairs were in disarray because of the strong wind that was harrasing my beloved Amsterdam all week and stopping me from going to the Anne Frank House, as usual on my crappy old bike, my battered Mandala suitcase tied to the back...one quick sorti hoping for some nice dough, maybe a bottle of Vino Tinto as a reward for my bravery later at night in front of my telly... 
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