"No, nothing... in fact, just tell him that Elisa came, he will understand."
Elisa came out discouraged; she decided to retreat and go to a hotel to spend the night, so she could try again the next day.
The next morning, the day dawned gloomy, and Elisa was no different. After breakfast, she had an idea: she went to the city hall and asked the clerk to direct her to the relevant office.
There, she saw a gentleman wearing a pair of bottle-bottomed glasses, intent on scanning some papers on the table in front of him.
He knocked on the door, though it was open. "Hello, may I?"
With difficulty, the strange scribbler, as he called him, raised his head. "Have a seat."
"I saw that this house is for sale, may I see the file?" Elisa showed him the photo, address, and house number.
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