Tocar los timbres de las casas y correr sin parar, unos cuantos vecinos ya nos tenían rabia en mi vecindario, ahora no he visto que lo hagan, y es bastante trise la verdad, las calles solas, tristes y silenciosas.
Nos falta más aire fresco, más libertad, deseo estos tiempos donde compartir una pelota puede matarte terminen pronto.
Who as a child didn't make fish lips when playing, to make fun of others? I think a large percentage did. Even to try to make our babies laugh hehe. A simple time, you didn't need a lot of things to be happy, no video games, no internet, you just needed a ball or a chalk to draw the airplane.
Ringing the doorbells of the houses and running without stopping, a few neighbors were already angry with us in my neighborhood, now I have not seen them do it, and it is quite sad, the streets are lonely, sad and silent.
We need more fresh air, more freedom, I wish these times where sharing a ball can kill you will end soon.
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