"Thanks again, Papa," I said as we passed the Clock Tower and entered the Procuratie. "Your Royal works just fine."
"I hope he will serve you faithfully and for a long time. In all the time we worked together he has never betrayed me. May it bring luck to you too, Daughter."
"I changed the tape. Is it always so complicated to change the tape on a typewriter? All, those steps to put it in. And just in one side, it came out the other. When the old tape fell off the table, unwinding in the room it looked like a mad snake. I was about to throw tapes, machine, everything into the canal. But I resisted and managed to complete the operation."
"It is no small operation, I know it well. The tape is like an opponent. In addition to refusing to enter and staying where it should, it has a habit of stopping writing in the most delicate moments. Especially when there is not another spare. Or if there is, it has mysteriously disappeared."
"I noticed that you are having trouble with the tapes," I smiled. "Many of your letters were almost indecipherable and you finished them in pen."
"After a long search to find some ink.
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