
While the troops of the camel "Templars of Sunday" bask in the apparent calm of the "balance" the PENZ snaps ahead in the standings with a prodigious shooting cat (it was not for the advancing age) and retrieves a tavern in the Val di Zena the coveted shot with a bottle of Vat lying alone and dejected from time immemorial (well soaked ...)
get this and give yourself to do (MP)