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That afternoon I walked the aisles of the supermarket, canned products was that attracted my attention, had cans of love, passion, marriage, memories took passion Tin to see if someone careless had been dropped, and has been damaged. It was intact, but he had no date of expiration without meditate a moment saved in the cart and then with the left hand threw four more if this I couldn't. The room was crowded of people looking for fueling their empty hearts to unbridled rhythm. Had a freezer said: refrain from opening the door if you don't remove someone, people in a State of indefinite lethargy. I continued my March through the site and surrounded by the impressive tingling of fuzzy creatures. Some walked as a zombie from a horror movie, others had notable smiles that showed his excitement by the inexhaustible search and others simply walked as if they look at stained glass bought bars of chocolate, I always have some in my pantry. A luminous poster it caught my attention: cosmetics and with lyrics more small said: beautification of your soul, hurry I went and had creams of forgiveness, Follies rampant, wet feet in the stream, and scores of quereres, I pushed them all into the cart, is not something that someone pulled me, people there was very daring and possibly it would have snatched them me. A promoter too Prim, with face unseated by the pain that they caused her heels, approached me and gave me to taste snacks of challenges, I liked but I left them for my next foray into self-service. I went to the cash register used was a blonde enjuta and Dowdy underwent laser barcodes, told me the amount and abone him, with a tin of passions VICAIROT original author and source of the article.