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Como lausanne é terribelmente costenta, gasto coa suor unha camisola xa de mañá cedo, e outra máis traballando. Recupero da bolsa a do celta, de cando xogamos a uefa, e saio a pasear á tarde. Cruzo de celeste con varios grupos de españois e de portugueses, e tamén con señoras cheas de dourados e cans brancos que din en tout cas, iles xa chegaron tarde e con señores panzudos de moraña que discuten na nosa lingua sobre fontanería. Pero non me identifican.
Só cando estou xa de recollida, un rapazolo pasa boureando cun 106 azul. Leva no salferidoiro unha bufanda de españa, supoño que polo básquet, e o cóbado por fóra da xanela. Escoito que berra algo do celta, e cando arrinca no semáforo en sete estralos, clama: é a primeira vez que vexo unha camiseta do celta na suísa.
Eu exploto o meu lado loiro de ollos azuis e respóndolle co meu mellor sorriso suíso.


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