Woke up, but didn’t find you nearby. Looking back, he saw her on the balcony, he slowly walked towards her, throwing on a robe. -What are we doing here? Took the cigarette from her hands and began to smoke it himself, coughing.

• These cigarettes of yours for the poor really suck. he grimaces -Where is your wife? you smiled —Beatrice left on business. Which ones I don’t know, she didn’t deign to tell me. Puts his hand on the little devil’s head and begins to stroke it.