It's 5.39. I woke up thinking about I don't know what and mentally I made a shopping list. I liked going to the markets. Do the dilettante between the stalls. No hurry. Sometimes not even conscience. Not thinking about almost anything. Ask. Heed the advice of professionals. Drink a glass of beer in the canteen of the market. (I'm talking about La Cebada). I woke up again at 8.40, with the white sun coming through the window . With the purchase without making. With the list forgotten. With the d

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