Lunch with my family. My sister told me she didn't see me last night in that street where the workshop has been. I said I know what did I look for in that street, what did she look for? She came for an opening of an art exhibition in another part of the street. She said she heard the flamenco from outside, she looked inside, saw some others dance and didn't see me. Weird... If she looked - she must saw me....
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