"Mamu, Paou, me caí por las escaleras de estudios generales. Fuí a la enfermería, me dieron huelo y me dijeron que no tenía nada en la caveza." --'Eso te lo pude haber dicho yo!' dijo el tipo -'avemaría eso mismo iba yo a decir!' --'válgame la paleta!' And they high fived each other in front of me in the kitchen inside the Montehiedra house. I was 18. It was August, 1997. I had been running down the stairs at college to reach my car after a study session ran late one afternoon because they had a rule that I had to be home by sunset, or else. I tripped, fell down the stairs and bumped my head prwtty badly on the syeps. I arrived a half hour later than sunset after going to tge infirmary. They grpunded me for three months after that high five for a"Mamu, Paou, me caí por las escaleras de estudios generales. Fuí a la enfermería, me dier. I am so happy that after 41 years they're out of my life forever. Call

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