Rocky:
Picking flowers, huh?
Old lady plucking flowers:
Yes, to make medicine for your wounds.
Rocky:
Why are you talking to them, though?
Old lady plucking flowers:
I'm explaining to them why I am picking them off their roots.
Rocky:
They can't understand you, can they?
Old lady plucking flowers:
They may not understand my words, but they know my feelings.
Rocky:
Do they ever say anything back to you?
Old lady plucking flowers:
Sometimes. But they don't have to. Because they know they are helping me. And that is the way. We all help one another... because we are all brothers and sisters.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:44