Father Brown:
My son...
Flambeau:
Please do not call me your son.
Father Brown:
My son, you think that you are a man of the world and that I am not. But I assure you, my "innocent" ears encounter every day stories of a horror that would make your sophisticated hair stand on end. Although I wear funny clothes, and have taken certain vows, I live far more in the world than you do.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:34