After walking for hours I realized I did not have a clear mind as a destination to reach. I decided to stop and I thought that every point of arrival, usually, is joined by one or more roads, which although very different, they are still several points of contact. So I calmed down and sat down, trying to decide a goal to reach. I did have a vague idea but need someone to tell me the direction. Driven by an unusual enthusiasm, I put aside pride and called, explaining the thread and mark where I wanted to ... the attempt, unfortunately, was inconclusive because ... it was the place where I was that I was hard to describe.
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