Diegus Ramirez's Questionnaire

Diegus Ramirez lives in Toledo, his house is small, but it has the necesary things to live there, like a kitchen, o a bed. Is decores like a 90's home and has photos of his family. He lives there because in Toledo there isn't too much people theh ask questions and because Madrid made him remember his family. Under his house there is his bakery, where he works. It has lots of ovens and on sundays lots of people go to the bakery to taste his bread becausse is the best bread on the city. Under the bakery, there is a hidden room with the things he has of the years when he was a North Korean spy

I get my money by selling bread, on mondays I buy the things for all the week and the rest of the days I made the bread at 6 a.m and do the berad for all the day, the brad that isn't sold, is donated to the poor people near me. I also, have a house on Torrevieja, that is rented all the year and in summer it makes me rich. I spend my money on books about cooking bread and other foods. One a month, I go to the cinema to watch new movies and I also spend my money on watching boxeo fights on my city. Onece a year I go to Asturias on a trip.

I love to be the the best baker on the world. I would love to made the perfect bread, for obtaining that objetive, I would steal and I could die on the way of becoming a better alchemist to improve as a baker. I would kill only if it is completly necesary to the process, but I will alwais try to obtain it of better ways, I also have some moral limits like non killing kids or non making mase murderers. I also wouldn't kill a good man if is not strictly neccesary. My most important limit is that I can't kill or do anything bad to a man who said me he loves my bread, except he is a soldier of any army.

When I was 8, I travel with my family to North Korea, they where captured by the army and made me return as a spy, I wasn't a very good spy, but pretending to be a baker, I discovered my love to making bread. When I was 19, the North Korea goverment killed my family because I wasn't doing good my job, but the man that they send to kill me, din't kill me because he loved my bread and promised me that my sister was alive and that he would help me to dissapear and help her to return with me if I made for him in 10 years the best bread of the world