“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"
Thursday, 2 July 2015
Te lo dije bien clarito...
Hoy me ha dedicado la Maga una canción de Agustín Lara, y por demodé que sea la verdad es que me siento como la higuera: no todos los días le toca a uno algo pensado para La Doña.
So there.
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