maluco, maluco Maluco! maluco!Today I saw another crazy man on your streets. He was laughing at the irony of being called crazy by your children. Craziness laughing at craziness, he said, who's crazier? Me or you? At least I know I've lost my mind, he said, Can you say the same? Well, can you? And your children kept mocking him. “Maluco! maluco!”. Crazy man! crazy man!, they all sang. And they threw stones at him, while their parents, who were once your children too, looked and laughed at the laughing craziness of the laughing crazy man. Craziness laughing at craziness, he kept saying, who's crazier? Me or you?Mother, please tell me.Wh
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