Everybody seems to like Miss Pearls in the blogosphere. They send congratulations to her, they send kisses to her, they exchange good wishes with her, and so on. Just words, in the good Portuguese tradition. For the only blogonaut who seems to be in real physical contact with her at this time of the year is ... guess who? Me.
We met for two hours today. Physically, I mean. Talking. Just imagine, Miss Pearls loves Sweden. What a country that is, Sweden! Miss Pearls loving Sweden is as funny as zazie loving Kant. I fear next year she will spend her vacation in a Swedish beach. What beautiful beaches there are in Sweden (see above). I suggest she take with her The Critique of Pure Reason. Reading Kant in a Swedish beach is heaven.
We met for two hours today. Physically, I mean. Talking. Just imagine, Miss Pearls loves Sweden. What a country that is, Sweden! Miss Pearls loving Sweden is as funny as zazie loving Kant. I fear next year she will spend her vacation in a Swedish beach. What beautiful beaches there are in Sweden (see above). I suggest she take with her The Critique of Pure Reason. Reading Kant in a Swedish beach is heaven.
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