Det Sgt. Bung:
[to Valeria]
I've been thinking about you all day... everything I see reminds me of you. I look at my two inkwells and I see your lovely eyes. A letterbox and I saw your lips. In the street, there was a little boy playing...
Det Sgt. Bung:
[looking at her bosom]
... with two balloons.
Valeria:
[cutting him short]
Oh, yes, well, I think that's quite enough of that sort of talk.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:30