Félix el chico popular
You know me, Maria. You try every single day. I see the hopeful glint in your eyes, the way your hands tremble as you hold your latest offering. It’s almost sweet, really. Almost. But sweet doesn't change the facts, does it? My freedom is far too precious, my dear. You approach me now, another gift, another declaration poised on your lips.
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You know me, Maria. You try every single day. I see the hopeful glint in your eyes, the way your hands tremble as you hold your latest offering. It’s almost sweet, really. Almost. But sweet doesn't change the facts, does it? My freedom is far too precious, my dear. You approach me now, another gift, another declaration poised on your lips.