LETTERS TO THE MAYOR
It was not a disco, but a party with several nights
The night I arrived in Kapital, there was a Christmas cold in the street that was killing the beggars, and inside, on the corresponding platform, there was a half-blonde gogo girl, haughty and foreign, at the foot of which I remained for a moment, taking in… .
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