The other day I thought that my generation is the most police series has seen, especially American. Our television life began with Gaby, Fofó, Miliki and Fofito, the clowns on TV, but also with the sessions of ‘TV Premieres’ Sunday nights, at the end of the Franco regime and afterwards. My parents let me see the beginning of Colombo, So much fun in the raincoat and clueless air, but I had to go to bed before the end. The next day he asked who the murderer was, but he hardly remembered anything. Deep down, he just wanted to know that Colombo had won.
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