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It was a Sunday morning, and George was at home getting ready to go out when he heard the doorbell ring. (Ding-dong!) He went to the door, opened it, and found a white envelope on the doormat at the entrance. A little curious, given the day and time of the delivery, he decided to open it right away. Inside the envelope, he found a folded white sheet that seemed to be a letter. The title read: “Dad, It’s Your Fault.” For a few seconds, George stood completely frozen. He carrie

In the South, far in the South, on the banks of the Rio Grande, stood an enormous and beautiful fig tree. Majestic and imposing, with its strong roots and long branches, it seemed to embrace and protect anyone who approached it. No one could say for certain how many summers it had shared its beauty and grace among mortals. Some experts estimated that its sturdy trunk held at least a millennium of history. Christopher Columbus had not yet been born in Genoa, and it was already

Not long ago, in a place so very close, in a kingdom called Appearance of the North—a well-known place famous for being a land of love and peace, where the most important thing was world peace—lived a beautiful princess named Malice. Malice was always a very introspective girl, having grown up mostly alone, as her father, King Selfish, thought only of himself all the time. King Selfish was so preoccupied with himself that he never even noticed Malice growing up, despite being

"The pigeon prefers to remain optimistic. And if everything should end in ruin, at least it will have spent its life making a mess and convincing itself it was happy and free".