It's 11:20 h. am, today I have not gone to work (this cold has me half dead). About five minutes ago someone called the bell of the house, was the postman brought a letter on my behalf. Surprise! My good friend Vincent sent me a book to congratulate me for my birthday. "Letters to a Young Artist" (Ediciones the Cypress ). But the book itself that excites me the details, knowing that it has occupied a portion of their time going to a bookstore and select the book, think and write a dedication ... Sometimes I do not deserve a friend as attentive, especially when I remember, among other things, that I congratulated him on 6 January and I have yet to call. Molten
Thanks Vicente! 
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