(Or how I found a place where the pelada doesn't clash)

Today we present:
REMOVING SOME SHORT DIALOGUES WITH MY CONSCIENCE

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G - I remember that I once read in a Buddhist book that when the Buddha prince left the palace, he spent time with a group of ascetics, but then he left them, seeking a more balanced path. I don't understand the ascetic mean wave here.
C - Ok. Now when you finish your 20min of meditation, you go through the temples shouting "hooolaa, I'm Gonzalito de Saavedra, I read a little book with pictures called Buddha for beginners and I want to reveal to you that in this monastery they have been screwing it up for the last 2000 years!" FOCUS ON BREATHING
G - Ok, my bad.

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G - That chabón over there does one meditation after another. Non stop. What's up? Have no issues? It is like the terminator of meditation. Why can't I be like this?
C - The neighbor's grass always looks greener. I think the terminator was not meditating. FOCUS ON BREATHING

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G - The stair rail is a fucking dragon! There are dragons everywhere. I once read that dragons were drawn at different times in history by different civilizations that had no way of communicating with each other. Wave, they are post.
C - Miraa voos che. If billiken comes back we will throw the data to him.
FOCUS ON BREATHING

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G - Fucking the one who says "FOCUS ON BREATHING"
C - Madura Gonzalo.