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“Yes, Mr. Silva’s name. This one, Dan Silva.”

After assistant Rita left, I returned to the bathroom to continue cleaning myself. After cleaning myself up, I went out to ask the housekeeper for a glass of water to take my medicine.

After finishing my cancer medication, I look and feel much better. At this moment, the maid sent me my food and I asked: “Where is Mr. Silva?”

“Mister Silva is in the office.”

I made a sound of recognition, took the medicine and returned to the room. I ate some until I couldn't swallow any more, but without my phone to play games on, I felt really bored.

I wore a white shirt, loose and wide with buttons and went to the back garden. It was a little cold outside, but it was within a tolerable range.

The maid was very perceptive. She brought me a heavy black coat. When you saw it, it reached my ankles, it made me look like I was small.

However, the truth was that I was 72 tall.

Although I was tall, my body had good proportions, it wasn't ugly at all, as Silva s