The few statistics that I had in mind the decline of typhoid were supposed to cap a convincing argument that I hoped Cartesian..
-But father, you speak like a book. The UK that you describe is the one dream but officials are not really. Without going further: The building across the street has no running water, the neighbors on our street still, every morning, take water from their chamber pot out the window into the street shouting Station.
My dear cousin who is boarding with the Sisters is not allowed to wash naked, this gesture is considered an outrageous sin by the mother superior who heads the institution. It does not get wet so that the face and arms for a week. And the good? You know where she lives? You believe in his room on the top floor of his building decrepit, it is washed with water?
Good then blushed as I remembered, as if to apologize, as in his native Morvan, water was reserved for the face and the rest of the body should remain in its own juice. She assured me she was washing a lot since joining us.
I then said that the conversation was closed. My son and the good were asked to go to the bathroom to get beautiful hands all white. I heard my son has quietly grumble: