Rocco insists that " love "my country too
.
not wrong. 's true. By its nature, also " love you", who "loves" me as
. And we are many. fact in this month or so I realized that maybe "love" too few people.
Almost every day. For forty days.
E ' was great, wonderful, exciting. We did it in different places. Sometimes the streets, sometimes in the garage, sometimes on some forum.
how past experiences are not easy to forget and to reconcile with our new and unexpected love story.
Of
precautions we have used. Too many. Sometimes too much. were not enough.
We "got pregnant" the same. The pregnancy was not easy. Labor
it was even less. Pero '
eventually led
. And 'well born.
The Tarlo we called .
I have talked so much.
They talked too much.
It 's small, it is normal to bother!
For now it seems to grow well.
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