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luca Cruscov

4 years ago

On 8 August I entered this enchanted place to say ...

On 8 August I entered this enchanted place to say the least, I did not understand what was behind that dusty gate, I set foot behind it but it was too late until I could realize the mistake I made.

I went to the reception to pick up my room, not even entered that the owner's daughter screamed abundantly, I ignored what had happened but when I saw my room I knew the importance of space.

It was 8 pm when I went to dinner,
I sat down and tasted the appetizer, it barely edible, as the first and second was the same, too cooked or raw just to be worth it.

When I finished eating I went to my room,
After the events I finally began to rest but from the smallness of the room I could not help but think about residing in jail ...

The next day I woke up,
I set off and went to breakfast, only croissants and tea I ate,
Fortunately on the road I met the sea,
It is as beautiful and clean as ever.

The sand my foot touch ',
A wonderful feeling it gave me until the loud music came,
All morning I had to put up with this strangeness that brought me to the edge of madness.

It was 13.15 when the revolution began at lunch,
All the vacationers took up arms and fought against the food of the hospice,
But the owner's daughter always closed the revolt with sour and rude words putting an end to this revolutionary quarrel.

Time passed and finally the 15th of August arrived,
Getting out of bed I remembered the fact that I was going to leave this high-cost trip, leaving and not even a greeting from this enchanted place.

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