And he's right ... yesterday at 13 when I left the office will burst from the heat, and tonight seemed flew via taxes ... This wind would have almost broken the Pelotas ... !!
At this point my thoughts turn to a bird who sits on the beach in Honolulu magnificence ... and I here in the office if I open the two doors the wind carries away all the sheets, and if I close cracks of hot ...
Oh well, better not think about it ... Intact and radio are turning to "my own city, a desert that I know ..." Other than the desert ... here are the sandstorms!!
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