“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.”
"París era una fiesta"
Friday, 30 September 2011
Pa la gente del solar
I'm talking about THIS, gents.
Y después de esto, una habichuelita bien gisá y un aguacatón como un melón...