the same machine as my grandfather ... first gift to my mother, now I have the car donated ...
Becomes Her presence on my desk next to my laptop ...
It reminds me a lot of things;
baby away from me by my grandfather her, for fear that the break ...
me baby I heard my uncle Biagio, even college, typing some relation to educational purposes ... I imagine my mother infant
typing some work for his studies
while I procured one for a friend, his roof was peeled and peeled that I replaced on his car with my still intact, so as to mitigate defect on its ...
I did it with pleasure, but now my machine is a bit ugly to look at, but in all honesty, it makes me reflect on the value of true friendship ... and what real friendships are important and valuable at the same time ... An object
meccanico, quanti significati può racchiudere... sicuramente mi diletterò a scrivere quanto più posso...
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