Three years ago, when I moved from Osaka to Tokio, I rented a house in which I lived a really weird experience. Now that I remember, it seems to me that it was somenthing very interesting...
Well, all started when one of my assistants -Mr. K- had a nightmare, back then, we all work in the office 'til late night and woke up at noon (something very bad for the skin). Around that time, the assistants slept on the japanese style room (on the topo, início floor), while I slept down stairs with my mom. It was always me who went to wake them up. One dia they told me that before I showed up, there was always...
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