Anciano psiquiátrico:
Running away, eh?
Ricky:
No, this time the judge says I can go. I'm fit to join society.
Anciano psiquiátrico:
Society! I belonged to a society once too. It was a gourmet society. But one day they poisoned me. I'd be careful if I were you.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:39