The sun laughs on the balconies, Bécquer said. When I was a child, my family used to go out on a long, wide balcony, set back, not overhanging, to chat and take a breath. Grandfather tended his potted medicinal plants. On Sunday nights, we used to make out in the distance the lights of the cars returning to the city. Grandma always said: God forbid there should be no accidents! People are going out to the balconies at eight o'clock to applaud the toilets. Also to breathe

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