Non so dove e con chi sarò nel 2050, spero che sia un anno migliore di quello appena passato .

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Caro me stesso,

Da bravo egotico ho scelto di inviare questo messaggio nel futuro proprio a me stesso. Sono le 17 di un pomeriggio freddo di gennaio,anno 2021. Non so dove e con chi sarò nel 2050, spero che sia un anno migliore di quello appena passato . Dovrei scrivere qualcosa sul clima ma al momento non ho nulla di intelligente da dire. Mi auguro che controllerò ancora la stessa mail, che sarò felice e felice di desiderare.

Bella!

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