- Let's see Manu. "You know me long ago, no?
- Precisely, precisely because of that.
- Fuck me. When have I lied to me in such a thing?
- You I have to remember the last weekend of the year and chicken guiris rode with those two? Are you still awaiting trial or charges removed?
- They removed the charges. But that's not the point dammit. That is true hell, there is a car with two women brought to the eyes in the middle of the marsh and the old bridge on top of that I get to help me gassing the very daughters of bitches. They have had to have an accident, have left the bridge and there are the very dogs, drinking and getting to Farla as if they were parked on the roadside.
- Hey, you get it fatal, I'm going to have to lead to consultation, wait do not move, I'll try to take off all this shit with serum of time until you see if you are injured corneas. I'm going to put the fucking car.
- You cleanse me and all you want. Whore mother, aunts step for me as if they die. Do not believe me? Anyway, step up to denounce them. Ojala drowning. But then do not say that I have not tried warning.
- Okay, okay, give a little back and go to stop a moment Aljaraque the old bridge and take a look for you to stay calm.
- If I, quiet, I am.
- Well worth it. Come on, strip. No not fuck around, that the car is to the other side.
- Damn I can not see, what do you want?
- Come see, give me your little hand Pepe Lui.
- Hey, at least cachondeito.
- hahahaha.
- You are hijodeputa. Total
, we approach the old bridge. And indeed there was the damn red car and the marks in the mud I did as I approached. From a distance we watch and as Manoah said, because I did not see or three mounted on a donkey, there was nobody in there. Of course, being the car where I said my version of events still earned some credibility when I was who I was and having the reputation I had.
Anyway, Manué emergency calls and alerts to the meritorious, mobilizes civil protection and fire and the people that was coming seemed to have called a whore National Guard, which is what had to be made from if I had initially ignored.
And I am slowly regaining some sight. Fuzzy, but something I see. And when the chicken was riding and saw him face Alonso Sergeant sworn I had it from the end of last year ... the fact is that I did not want anything to stay there and I started asking questions. Moreover, now that I remembered, had still on the joints left over from last night I and above were not that out of this besides dodgy eye, with one count of possession. He played
line out the forum. And secretly, taking advantage of the confusion and the curious began to stand and that, I went away towards the village.
A saw that it was approaching a large building and if a line of terraced houses, but without being detached or townhouses, or anything. Blue and white Andalusian tile decorations.
spent on the street and looked into the windows and saw viejunos with sad face sitting and watching TV.
Then I realized two things, first is that everything around me was like a slightly smaller scale of what are usually the things in reality.
The bridge and the marsh, for example, were a kind of giant sets or models. I do not know how to explain. It is as if someone had taken the reality, had shrunk a little, do not know how to wash in the program of 60 ° and then would have taken the details.
The second thing is that this building had not seen in my fucking life, and I pass by there every day.
About half, on a door, there was a sign that read: "Private Isabel Santana Aging Fair"
Hell, my grandmother!
Yes, my grandmother was in a nursing home for Alzheimer's, but was in San Juan, and certainly not with his name.
I started to enter, and to my surprise, the door was open.
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