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Nicolo ', when he knew one of them was around, they barricade themselves very well in his dark brown wooden house, put the poles to the small doors and windows, we huddled in a corner, so that' no one, from ' outside could see.
Otherwise, the only meeting with each of them, he would have broken out this terrible allergy that already 'hit him once, when his entire body of a doll was full of greenish spots in the shape of so many snakes, and ears he had become yellow and hot, and hair of tow so 'rights appeared to many that wicks them' on its head round and lost.
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(da'Come is Nicolo ', puppet of the park,' from my 'Puppet, grandparents, King and a three' Company 'publishing the Ponte Vecchio, Cesena, 2004)
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