Hearts touched by debris

hausted him. That dialogue was locked in his heart for a long time. Vigorously he remembers her face this morning I've hadVery withered, rigid and exhausted, although he st

again. He slowly opened his eyes, so her image appeared before him again, and he

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in its atmosphere, and that strength that radiates from its walls despite its deteriora

el that you are here in paradise. On its old dilapidated walls were raised pictures showing t

tant solutions that fill the place ma

evere obsession with cleanliness, to the point of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Al

r an

his picture, the many wrinkles on his face indicative of his advanced age, those wrinkles painted on his

ered as he cried o

ere are y

s words

stronger voice, even tho

ing from me, I heard the

to press the small bell hanging next to him, but his hand trembled before reaching the bell button and he d

y t

lying still and motionless, and she had been under

at his feet, examining him ea

appened

d by the tenderness flowing from he

ou when I called you a

of his hand and s

. I was asleep. I just came

es, he says i

find ano

im and carefully fidge

r te

on our heroes, each one of them is preoccupied wit

open book with many pag

ore, especially since sleep lately has become difficult for him, and his day is full of exhausting work, as if he is bu

stagger in his gait and he f

of his room and started calling in an a

n Am

the rooms on her way to him, an

l we finish your

g who came closer to him, her eyes still passing over his short s

as she hit his bare chest

ow many times do I have to tell you

k of his head before extending his hand and

provokes h

s on. It seems t

poke to her even more as he mov

u like my

ips while assessing tho

contains pants, so please enter and wear something over it as long as you insi

more, but she cunningly pushed