Every evening I look forward to ring the bell to hear his voice: "commercial loans." It takes several weeks
calling at the same time, every day is the same conversation: "Who is it?" "Commercial Postman." It
sultry voice, it sure is a guy in his early twenties, dark, tall, robust, with large arms and dragging a cart full of ridiculous deals that you can not pay.
Surely he has not been set in my voice, surely all the afternoon by calling the same floor routine. Is very confused, because two days ago that left nothing.
I leave, sounding the bell.
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