In life there are flavors you can feel it in the normal sense, but there are things we have to taste that feeling with all my heart see is the beauty of it, although that is something so simple simple. I, son of the countryside parish never forget the smell of straw in the wind after the season. That pungent taste indescribable levels, it is blended from the taste of home as damp smell of the water, smell the small mud of the earth, the smell of grass his throne of straw form a distinctive flavor.
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