I returned to Milan, working on one thing that I like a lot in a place that I never liked it.
I leave you with a reflection on the world of Mickey Mouse, something that takes my sleep in a city that already has her sleeps little.
certainly have many times you also weighted on fundamental differences of the model family proposed by Mickey Mouse. No one is anyone's son. All are uncles and nephews. Okey say, each s'imparenta as they wish. But there is one thing that does not fit neither logical nor ethical level. A basic unfairness. Mickey is a friend of Goofy. Goofy is a dog. Now everyone knows that Mickey Mouse has to turn a dog for a friend. I just said? I say no, a real dog: Pluto. A real dog? Goofy and what is it? a fake dog? a mouse-called dog? preferred a dog? Pluto in this case would be a pariah in the service of a mouse despot. That has also taken the opportunity to speak. Possibility that hippo. E Goofy as it should be every time she goes to find his friend and sees a similar chain, confined to a bed, presumably when Goofy live in a house.
The hypocrisy of Goofy? the duplicity of Mickey Mouse? How would
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