Sunday. I woke up early (well, 11:45) and went to my cousin's daughter birthday party. In Argentina a girl's 15th birthday is considered a special one and are cellebrated acordly, but Marlene is a modern girl, so we just had a lunch and she wore black clothes (the traditional color used to be white for the girl, but that's an old thing in my opinion). Her sister Nayla was born the same day some years after so it was her birthday too, 11.
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