We went to see a puppet show. "I am Moki, this is my mama. My Dada is with Bibbo. And where's Klara, mama? I don't know where Klara is!" said Moki to the guy who asked us in which name we reserved the tickets. He didn't understand a word.
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Moki investigating the stage |
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