“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"


Wednesday, 28 February 2024

La vida en rosa

 Como si no estuviese ya enamorada. Su voz va envejeciendo; lo que faltaba para que saliera el sol.


https://youtu.be/ejUAG-6eGxM?si=f3fhsAVt64yoc8sH

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