Like when I go to dinner with my friend Galdino, see Paet, and return home with the feeling that you eat there, well, well you learn. Last night in front of my plate of spaghetti with Zoto , imperial, explained why this strange creature, half between folpo and squid, has given his name to hundreds of comments on the Scapigliatura Venetian grandmothers of grandchildren, little accustomed to the appointment with the barber. Te na Zoto yes ", it also said my grandmother. And while he spoke, I placed the clump. Put that passes the grandmother and me before the law.
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