The Arab and the Catalan
Desperate of thirst, Arab one crawled in the Afghan desert, when it descried a form to the distant spot. Esperanzado to find water went towards there: it was old Catalan, seated under a parasol with tenderete of neckties.
Four hours later, the Arab returned where it was old Catalan who followed calmly under his parasol, reading Vanguard. The old one asks to him:
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