“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, 19 May 2012
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Desmaquillarse y safarse el sostén: las dos acciones más liberadoras que conozo.
Yes!
ReplyDeleteMi equivalente: aflojarme la corbata y andar descalzo hasta la nevera para tomar una cerveza fría, fría.
ReplyDeleteQué alivio, no? ;))
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