Jul 19, 2022
La lechuga es como la conversaciĆ³n; debe ser fresca y crujiente, tan brillante que apenas se note el sabor amargo.
Charles Dudley Warner
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La lechuga es como la conversaciĆ³n; debe ser fresca y crujiente, tan brillante que apenas se note el sabor amargo.
Charles Dudley Warner
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Sabe dios por quƩ estƔ crujiente esa pƔgina
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Nada mƔs me muevo tantito de lugar y me truena todo, a parte de guapo, crujiente.
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Y aĆŗn recuerdo como crujiĆ³ mi corazĆ³n al saber que te iba a perder para siempre
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