“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.
E. Hemingway.
"París era una fiesta"
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Saturday, 7 February 2015
Mal, pero acostumbrado
Afuera hay ya montado el circo lamentable de los corazones flechados, las frasecitas amelcochadas, los chocolates y las rosas a doble precio. Es hora de rezarle al Justo Juez y a Fontanarrosa.
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