After a bad night, a dull day with these thoughts. Absent-minded, he can take a look through the gardens, where NN. waiting for his daily biscuit. As always.
As always? No. Only on second look, he takes the red blob true in the face.
So he sits there. Motionless. As in the show. Almost reverently. Also persistent questions about the origin of the clown's nose, he does not answer. He - the usually talkative. It remains - his secret.
They are truly the angels of God, increases the country priest down the stairs. They have their secrets. We do not see through it. We will call our friends.
They are truly the angels of God, increases the country priest down the stairs. They have their secrets. We do not see through it. We will call our friends.
until the next morning, he remembers that this cloudy day had been the commemoration of the Holy Philippo Neri - who was called the jugglers of God.
At that time he decided not to publish this episode - no one would believe it.
Great is God in his saints, is not it?
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