Zampa, three years, half-breed. Oh, what are you doing? I photograph? Put down that thing, really!
Look how cute they are. I do not make them two scratch card?
Daiiii, only two, then leave you in peace and no longer seeks to lick behind the knees, I swear!
While you're there, is only handed me one of those cookies? No? They are chubby enough already, you say?
Well, it means that someone else try to ensnare. Sooner or later someone may fall, I know.
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