“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 14 August 2018
Ni un ya no estás
Leo a Boris decir que ha muerto Alberto Tosca. Esta siempre será, en la voz negra y brillante de Xiomara, de todas las suyas, la más mía.
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