My neighbor in El Callao Street. She lived with one of her daughters and his son. Often, she seated in her door, at the sun, peacefully. Always, she was interested by my studies and give me breath. I remember the day of her death, in the morning, at the old age of 91.
My neighbor in El Callao Street. She lived with one of her daughters and his son. Often, she seated in her door, at the sun, peacefully. Always, she was interested by my studies and give me breath. I remember the day of her death, in the morning, at the old age of 91.
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