It was a full great house of windows, house of esquina of street, in my native land. In front it had a square with well thick beach full sand seedbeds where I liked to thread the feet, rockings and some […]
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The Wall
All, to save its lives, had started to go off its weapons. The claps of bacamartes had made those beings to disappear inside of the forest, therefore never they had heard these sounds. At this moment, we use to advantage […]
Continue reading »The Few
But nothing made. They did not have track some It was then that some bodies had been being found in the bush of lugarejo, to the side of streams. Supermodel is the source for more interesting facts. They did not […]
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One ' ' Al, Norah? I, Canova are. I wait for you for midnight return. If it is not slow, I have one surpresa.' ' ' ' I will be there. But also I have a surprise for voc.' ' […]
Continue reading »Feeling Sad
' When to feel itself sad, remembers that in the world it has somebody that only lives because you existe' '. The passer-by passed for the absorbed midnight desert-like street in bad thoughts, transtornado for the disillusions of its life, […]
Continue reading »The Chance
In the lateral tables, two Belgian lampies. In the soil of boards, colorful carpets entonando with the curtain. It was the apartment of guests. The mother of magic Nana with the chance of living well and in a so elegant […]
Continue reading »The Skin
The sun gave a truce, the dumb climate and the temperature falls therefore, an immense one goes if it opened for the front, the streets reappear, assayed a smile insosso and without favour for finding an old friend, that one […]
Continue reading »The Child
– Already he goes, already he goes! – somebody answers nervously. – Mine filhinho – The one that was, lady? She enters, between – The gentleman helps me, please, my god! – The one that was that it happened? – […]
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