Today I have obtained a job in an equine club.
Mr. Sebastián, the manager of the club, has received me with a cordial smile under a bushy gray moustache. He has the cranium completely shaved, he will be more than fifty years old. He was dressing in trousers and boots of task and a shirt with squares, the sleeves rolled up, and unbuttoned that was showing his strong arms and a silver chest as a wolf.
-Good morning – I stretched my hand and he shakes it so strong that I believed that the bones were squeaking.
Yesterday in the evening I had seen the advertisement in the notice board of the municipal casino saying: ” we need a stable young boy, it is not necessary to know riding “. From I was a child, I had liked very much the horses, but I never had occasion to ride, not even of touching them. The manager was explaining to me the details of the salary, the schedule of work and the labours that I must realize everyday. At the end he emphasized me:
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