coffee spilled. it all began. I did not think that a coffee stain that spreads fast on the table until you get to the edge, then falling, would tell this story so perfectly. black spot in the hot and we see reflected many more things than they seem. the error, the wrong assessment, the case, a mess, the irreparably, not being able to go back, a desire failure. here I am with my spot that pulls out from my eyes that look at this story and she ... that before I even had a glass urtassi carelessly.
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