“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, 15 February 2012

Basta, dijo la tortuga

But if you're talking about destruction/ don't you know that you can count me out...

Y lo mismo va  para las intrigas y para la censura y para las discusiones sin pies ni cabeza y para los puñeteros monos con margaritas. No joroben más.

2 comments:

¡Habla, pueblo de Aura!