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  1. Fender dice:

    Hambre… segun pa quien.

  2. Antoño dice:

    El Plan irreverente de éste mes… cómo siempre se adelanta al portadista.

    ¡¡ Por los clavos de Cristo… colocar el Bolonia!!

  3. a mi plin dice:

    o lo que es lo mismo planplinas

  4. as dice:

    euo de tuallet Bolonia.
    que mal se ma da el francés.
    ( no hagaís chistes malos sobre eso, que os veo vernir…)

  5. The IncóluMen dice:

    ¡Vaya plan·tel que me poneis!
    Donde esté el Pan Bollonia…

  6. Charlespap dice:

    “I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling settled to where I sat. “Name’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if solemn word of honour of his exploits were shared by means of settlers about multitudinous a fire in Aeternum.

    He waved to a unanimated keg beside us, and I returned his gesticulate with a nod. He filled a field-glasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench before continuing.

    “As a betting houseman, I’d be delighted to wager a fair speck of coin you’re in Ebonscale Reach for the purpose more than the wet one’s whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my with it to the capitulate slung across my back.

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