“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"


Monday, 23 January 2012

Rouge


- ¿Y no tendría que ser "Viva la Revolución?
- No importa, siempre que corra la sangre...
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5 comments:

  1. Ophelia Photography23 January 2012 at 15:00

    Con ese puño cerrado, es como si dijeramos..."Mano dura con el derrammiento de sangre"

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    1. La Guardarraya de la Siberia23 January 2012 at 15:16

      Necesitamos urgentemente un tapón, preferiblemente de marca "DEMOCRACIA".

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  2. La Guardarraya de la Siberia23 January 2012 at 15:16

    Vaya, doble espacios ahora. Cada día hay una gracia nueva.

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  3. dog eat dog 23 January 2012 at 16:31

    Abajo el síndrome premenstrual!

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¡Habla, pueblo de Aura!

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