“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 12 March 2012

L de lunes, loco y luego

Si la gripe nos obliga a decir menos, a ver menos no podrá obligarnos.

Katlheen Mercado, buenas personas.







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