These are short, funny tales that a man named Bianchi from the city of Varese told his little girl. Mr. Bianchi was a salesman and six days a week he sold drugs crossing all of Italy to the east, to the west, to the north, to the north and to the middle. On Sunday he returned home, and on Monday morning he was on his way again. So, wherever he was, at exactly nine o'clock, Mr. Bianchi wanted to connect him to Varese and tell his little girl stories over the phone. 
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