Joanna Wallace:
You know what I dreamt?
Mark Wallace:
What did you dream?
Joanna Wallace:
I dreamt that a train drove slap-bang through the middle of the room in the night.
Mark Wallace:
Mr. Freud, what big ears you've got.
Joanna Wallace:
Oh, the better to analyze you with, my dear.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:59