“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"
Tuesday, 21 July 2015
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También aquí, en Michigan, tan cerca de mí que a veces no sé dónde terminan ellas y comienza el mar.
Mami! It's ten times better in Ketchum, Idaho.
ReplyDeletePara morirse mal cualquier lugar es bueno.
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