“But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.”

E. Hemingway.
"París era una fiesta"


Friday 25 September 2015

Una vez, un pueblo...

"Un beso es algo muy simple: dame la saliva, toma la saliva."

Manolo, el loco de mi pueblo.



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