“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"
Saturday, 8 October 2011
Fuímonos
Ahora si, ¡a los montes verdes!
Nos vemos el lunes pa celebrar al Padre de la Patria, a la Patria de madre y a sus hijos, esos infelices.
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