Kinino Albino landed on the planet with its varied galatticottero on the surface of the Kalahari, the planet of opposites. Immediately a small crowd of
Kalahariani he was around.
- Hi, I'm Indifferent - said one, looking in every pocket of Kinino. - What have you got there? Who are you? Where are you from? Why? Eh?
- Hey! They are friendly. Why do not you get up from my balls?
- Hello, I am Granmemoria. Um, what was I saying?
- I am Belleparole, inmerdato rotten bastard's face and fart!
- I am Nonviolent. - Kinino stepped back just in time to avoid a flurry of punches. In doing so he noticed behind him a Kalahari that he stood apart, silent, with bowed head.
- And who is that?
- It is called outgoing. He's always like that. I do not understand. There are so many things to do, so many things to talk about, different experience. Maybe he had a difficult childhood, or maybe ... who knows. Well, today is still a beautiful day. On days like this I like to go fishing. We're going to fish more, me and my friends. Then light a good fire, and roast sausages ugun beautiful. Mmmmm ... is a habit that we as a boy ... I remember when ...
- Stop, Silence! - Patient snapped. You do not understand that we can not anymore?
- Come on, calm down - he said Nervous.
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