Dear Fabio Volo,
I do not watch television for years, and it is true that you were there on television many years ago, but I still did not follow much. I knew that you had written books and who was a successful man, but I figured that we were light years away. Then came the day more, and taxis in New York, NY and I have connections that I thought to ', looks a bit'. So I bought your book.
It remained there on the shelf a long time, 'quite a lot'. And then one day I picked up and I started. "It is not literature," I thought, but for the strange cases of life I found myself devouring it, your book, to laugh and weep over. And I thought, well, 'if one of the quality of literature is to be universal, this book seems to speak with many people, despite the style.
So, dear Fabio Volo, I read with pleasure, to the next.
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