Now I see that paternity is a human formality that conceptually makes the blood rush when pronouncing words of affection to anyone, regardless of whether it coincidentally be a child, a mother or father, or a complete stranger. Anyway, this is a pleasant mosaic of mixed emotions that weaves a couple of unconnected stories with improbable cameos, and these with mundanities that are sometimes calamitous, sometimes of frenetic joviality; simple but not so simple as not to be philosophically interesting; okay, not very philosophical but not enough to not be anthropologically funny, and enjoyable w…
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