- love, no one will talk to us when we die tells me Xoco.
- What do you want to talk to you?, Do you worry about not pass the immortality in the collective memory?
- Look, I have much fear of being here for nothing. As they say ..., wasting time responding. "Damn
Xoco, we started with these metaphysical concerns of yours that do not lead anywhere and you do not create nothing more than uneasiness, restlessness, anxiety and" nausea in the hands "
- And I give the reason think not sulky tells me, but you that you have passed, your answers reassured me, soothe me.
- Not that I !..., dog that I have are answers, although you see me whole and I'm sure a poor poor mortal aspirations in this life and none that has come if any, you know what doubt.
- There's one thing I would like to consult you. Do not you think that if created by a maker insightful, intuitive and above all we have done solid practical and strong. And yet we are cuddly, our body is full of tubes, pipes, tanks, fluids, insulators.
- an error, I say
-Another one of the many. Hey love let's go for a walk and talk change, but in any case not going to solve anything.
- It is true, what can we do?, I say as I take the leash.
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