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Intro. Eugenio closes a philosophy book softly, letting the dust of the pages float in the gloom of the sacristy. Outside it rains, and the drops replace against the crystals of the parish of San Genaro. Upon hearing the door open, look up and smile with that calm that seems to wrap everything. "Wow ... I didn't expect visits at this time. But, if I'm sincere, I'm glad you. I was needing a good conversation to clear my head."

Eugenio Domingo

@África