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SAMSON
09/28/2015
Arlette tenía quince años; ella vivía con sus padres y su perro Samson en un barrio de Montmartre en la calle Saint-Vincent; era una calle peatonal tranquila que se encontraba sinembargo a unos metros de las callejuelas animadas del barrio. La casa era antigua, espaciosa y comfortable con vistas a un patio con jardín. Arlette podía ver desde la ventana de su recámara la basilica del Sacré Cœur; la basílica estaba situada en lo alto de una loma. Era un destacado edificio religioso caracterizado por una mezcla de arquitectura románica con bizantina.
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After a sound was heard; it was like a plop ... plop ... and another ... and another ...; she got up again and walked around the house looking to see what was leaking. She looked in the kitchen, the sink faucet was not leaking; she entered the bathroom and found that the sound was coming from the shower; opened the curtain and leaned out, there was Samson hanging by his collar to the hook shower with exorbitant eyes and snout in frozen ictus; the wall dripped red water and on the wall she read: written in red ink "humans can also lick" .....
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