I do not remember 'cause I bought this book. But maybe I read something Italo Calvino and I chose one of his masterpieces. But it was beautiful ... I read it absorbed ... projected on the small pen.
no no no common point with him, but his loneliness and his feelings without a vent and hence his bravado, I understand very well ...
Being a child can not 'be a kid ... her antics are really pathetic ... but his own childhood innocence that intrigues the nests of spiders released me. I also learned the
atomosfera of wartime cruelty 'human, and this' in spite of human power ... Pin
finally found a true friend, that 'the place to be ...
and I 'really liked the last scene where Cousin Pin and continue to walk hand in hand ...
and I hope that does not shed more '...
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