“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"


Wednesday, 11 January 2012

Christiania

En mi próxima reencarnación quiero vivir aquí. No es Leche Cortada, pero casi.




6 comments:

  1. Cuenta con ello! Te reservo el árbol de al lado. :))

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  3. Hello there! I just took a look at your blogs. Very nice pics indeed.Pity about the language,though, my knowledge of finish starts and stops at the Mummis song.

    Happy New Year to you, and welcome back. :)

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  4. Oye, si queda un arbolito me subo también a uno :). Y pá llá vamos...pal nuevo blog.

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