here's the conversation. its not one of my good ones.
(...)
ME: i wanna take you to a please i know
HER: where?
ME: there's a please near the river
HER: the pear
i like the games at the pear
ME: here in Tigre, like in front of the river, an icecream please
IN
CRE
DI
BLE
HER: hahahah better than conti?
ME: by faaaaar
i dont really know witch one is coti
HER: like an addict/fan of icecream, conti is one of my favorites
ME: haha its done,
you gotta try this one
HER: how's it called?
ME: via toscana
HER: oh i dont know it...
ME: great name, its a nice please very few people know about, nice vibe, like all made from stone,
scenic paintings of Tigre made my the owner of the please
really nice
HER: yeah it sounds like a non industrialiced Chungo
hey i gotta leave my mom is gonna turn my cel on fire =)
happy easter mister UCA(my college)
ME:

hold on
i wanna take you there
would you like that?
HER:
well, you cant reject icecream
haha
im leaving, byee
(end)
is it too bad?
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