Incredible but true. Already arrived. It smells in the hallways of the Universal, in the scenery dull in the office, the smell of cypress ... that comes in aerosol, because nowadays everything can be bought in cans. I got into the taxi and you can hear the classic Los Bukis and José Luis Perales, sounding at all times. In San José, we mimicry of the snow with the confetti ... that throws only the pretty girls while the street vendors make a killing ground sweeping the paper and sold in bags of 500. And the Amigo Secreto (nemesis labor productivity!) and looks at the toys of 1000 and sugar cookies. Every Friday, from here to 22, will come to effect.
In this era of cliches, Christmas is a cheap commodity.
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