The portal of Eden, shepherds and sheep without, miraculously survived, with no hope that a god hiding inside a cardboard cup, where a wine infamous "bully" them revive their language and blames drugs every day.
Like soap bubbles, the bubbles of dreams and illusion grow and and Nsanchan infinitely until the pervasive and harsh reality makes "plop, ploff, plofff ..."
Christmas starts with the sound of hitting balls on the naive expectations of those who still believe that other happiness is possible ... It ends with the same score that gives them the "Child."
natural encounter is the same ball twice ... But every year?
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