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Cuando hablamos de reformas institucionales, tenemos que entender que no es simplemente cambiar las normas. Es necesario un consenso social, un diálogo entre diferentes sectores. Si esto permite avanzar hacia una sociedad más estable, pues adelante, ¿no? Lo importante es el proceso democrático.

You know, it's funny but like, sometimes when I'm having a really hard day, I'll find these little white feathers everywhere I go, and. I know it sounds weird but, my grandmother always said white feathers were signs from angels, and like, I just feel it's them checking on me.

Yeah, yeah! Look at us go! Not bad at all, we're doing great! Yooo, that was amazing! Okay, okay, let's keep this momentum going! Yes, yes, perfect timing! Ha, we totally nailed it!

In Hungary, we don't say "I'm having a bad day." Instead, we say "I feel like a potato that's been run over by a tractor fifteen times." And honestly, that's just more accurate, don't you think?

Hey, I was just thinking about our coffee chats from last year. Miss those moments, you know? Been busy with work lately, but would love to catch up sometime. Let me know if you're free next week.

This is my impression of you trying to take a group photo. "Okay everyone, squeeze in! No, wait, the lighting's bad. Let's move over here. Someone's blinking. One more! Why is everyone making weird faces? Last one, I promise!"

En uno de esos días soleados en que el sol ilumina y hace brillar todo lo que toca, la granja resplandecía por doquier. Estaba de fiesta porque había nacido un grupo de adorables patitos. Mamá pata habría saltado de alegría si no hubiera sido porque todavía quedaba un huevo por abrirse. Este último parecía extraño. "Este no parece mío", gritaba la pata preocupada. "¡Es demasiado grande!" pensaba mientras miraba el cascarón con incertidumbre.