“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"
Showing posts with label megadeth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label megadeth. Show all posts
Friday, 24 May 2013
Paz a la venta
Y
el asno vio al ángel de Jehová, que estaba en el camino con su espada
desnuda en su mano y su anuncio del concierto de Megadeth para esa misma
noche en la otra. Y alborotóse el asno, y llenóse de regocijo, y sacó su corazoncito de metal retorcido a pasear.
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