"Who put this brain inside of me"
"-¿What is your definition of love?
-¿Love? Is kinda like... you know, when you see a fog in the morning, when you wake up before the sun comes out? It´s just there a little while, then it burns away.
-¿Really?
-Absolutely
-¿It burns away?
-¡Yes, quickly! Love is a fog that burns whit the first daylight of reality"
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