Obviously, when I was little, my dad was my superheroe. He used to play nintendo for me on the difficult underwater worlds in mario 1, and read stories to me *every* night (wonder why I am a writer). He used to save me a lot, and what I loved the most was to walk by his side with my hand on his arm. When I grew up, sadly I lost touch with him a little. As all parents, mine have arguments, and I…
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