Last night, as he realized a delicious meatball, he appeared at the plate the outline of Cuba. I guess this happened the same way it has unexpectedly appeared at his most faithful devotees-in pizzas, cracked walls at least thought ...- surface image of the Virgin. For the love of the Holy Innocents, I thought, that devilish island until I get in the soup. Then I corrected myself. I had left in the soup, although at the plate.
I went back to mine and as he chewed the rest of the country realized that somehow closed a circle: the man who in Cuba did not see the meat, then go into the meat to Cuba.
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