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smoke? Babies? Much? Know how to handle? Dance? I have gone deadeye?

Metro Subway ...

From the window behind the cab of the metro you can see how the driver is taking all decisions (but does not seem to decide a lot), for example, if you sit up straight, or if it rises if you look in the mirror, but in reality does not seem to drive much, but it seems that pretends to drive a lot, sometimes out the door and pokes his head like a mouse peeking out from its burrow, sometimes not even that. Maybe I can interview some of them soon and tell me what life is like subway driver. If it is automated convoys and they only have access to the brake control and opening and closing of doors, I would like to obtain relevant information, such as whether the suicides leave the driver in turn some holiday to recuperate, and if that holiday never take metro. I look at what it is supposed to look all subway conductor and nothing happens.

Taxqueña The stretch of Pino Suárez is nice and quiet, sunny morning, you can see the buildings dwarf clumsy and poorly dressed leave their beautiful red flowers grow as dish antennas, oriented toward the sun like sunflowers. Pudes
hear the howls of the blind men and elephant seals, howl bent, "are blind, not deaf" tell me a woman the ruideral complaining that issue their throats or portable electronics.

One of them bought a disc mp3 with hundreds of songs from "Great works of classical music" in the office must deliver an animation about a penguin who do not accept a penguin who loves to dance and see above all the dancing. I'm as delay and sleepless, and I a few more tasks (the artwork of Los Esquizitos and the steering wheel and cakes letter Shangri-la, uh, and also the website of the pie pastry and sculptural rockers the bassist of the Ultrasonic) ...

The trouble is that when it's Saturday, which APRA my start at 7 pm on Friday, I have no desire to do anything, but to play with my children.

Whatever .... from the window behind the cab of the metro you can see how the driver is taking all decisions (but does not seem to decide a lot) ... and I decided to "a lot? He considered dangerous

miss not having a weapon, a bat a 22 caliber pistol or a very sharp knife Siple, but so salt? Down the street, thinking about the 22 gauge that was legal and you could? As simply hurt someone without kill him. I woke bath é, made some coffee ... listening to Paganini I dry the hair, the yard was wet from rain the night sky cleared up by a broom invisible, as this filthy shit city street sweepers cleaned miserable uniform dress with reflective tape that will not flatten drunk in his fast cars

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reread Cronopios and Famas by Julio Cortazar

1 .- These instructions are for those who have not read even one page of this book, or they do not remember much, therefore not suitable for those who know by heart, or that bohemian nights, either alone or accompanied quote passages from the book laid smoked cigarettes in front of their mirrors.

2 .- You can also endorse these guidelines who wish to renew their reading of the quoted text which henceforth call "historiadecronopiosydefamasde juliocortázar" so it all together and lowercase.

3.-These instructions are also for you to know that sooner or later end up these notes and mini paragraphs so you can take care of more things to entertain you around

4.-The first instruction is to read it now.

5 .- In the book deberasBUSCAR PRECISE DEFINITIONS HOW ARE YOU, here will advance three. Stay home

= refuse to act to turn the handle delicate
Read a book, a novel = jump-start the bike glasses
Write a story reluctantly = is not to feel about the rain in an empty afternoon

(Please find a couple more, write them down on a sheet of paper, fold it and return to your book)
End of this mini
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miss not having a weapon, a bat a 22 caliber pistol or a very sharp knife Siple, but so salt? Down the street, thinking about the 22 gauge that was legal and you could? As simply hurt someone without kill him. I woke bath é, made some coffee ... listening to Paganini I dry the hair, the yard was wet from rain the night sky cleared up by a broom invisible, as this filthy town of miserable shit sweepers cleaned clothes uniform with reflective tape that will not flatten drunk in his fast cars

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A sunny Sunday listening trios

In the morning I awake and disoriented dumber than usual.

jumped from the blankets and ran to meet the gas man (I have a week without gas) after two blocks discovered so far was that of old iron, I returned and I complained to my children:

- Would not that was the gas? and ran to the other corner I saw was that of old iron! ..


-for shouting "gas" ... "Gas"


He said one of the two, while handling dough sticks mezcalda with hairs on that surface is not inappropriate to do so, I mean "mine", a book perhaps, my glasses, neither knew, nor looked.


I prepare a cup of coffee and discussed the dangers of out of bed with a strong erection on the street, what if I meet a neighbor burning and huge perky breasts? (There are none porcierto) ... thankfully there was a bunch of outfits varatos in the distance, were Jehovah's Witnesses who engaged in earning their ticket to heaven desapercivido happened to me.

later.

had quesadillas on the table, fresh tortillas, eggs with ham and beans, orange slices and put my coffee, my kids take yogourth, after breakfast, everyone hagarro a piece of newspaper or magazine, while sounding boleros my collection of romantic trios of mexico, I think if you go out and reform to take pictures of an outdoor expo ... strate the day as precious. Today there

an event with Evo Morales on Sunday south of the city, I go to see, bah! but should I go to work at the office and I have no gas ... scripts that were released on Friday at twelve o'clock to the television is not much to convince me to go to work the weekend, I can work from home.

be alone Soon as that is, the sounds and sound trios

The Dandys have more color and drag more vocal timbres, arguably more garish, the sounds are also a guitar more or less universal scales predominate, and if more campirano or scales melodic, guitar and mandolin work harder and more voices are unlike each other.
Diamonds are well-honed melodies with choruses game pitched voices, soft voices prevail against the soft, rhythmic guitars, the vocals are accompanied while growing in intensity, then subside, much
The Crab, as the Dandys have three voices different, and much more presence of bongos and rhythm Guitar, and the personality of the lead vocal is more street, in contrast to the angelic Diamonds.
Los Panchos are the combination of humor, voices in tune, and lots of guitar, perhaps because of his acting ability are the most famous, sounds refined background leave a voice almost in agony suplicona vibrant.
The Tecolines also the degree of fineness The Diamonds, with more vocals and guitar predominate with more reverb or vibrato amplifier. Three Degrees
used n sounds more raw or less fine, you hear the pounding of the strings on guitars and a voice "close" or personality of solo mature and serious, not as many of the other triplets, which are indistinguishable three choirs voice harmonics.
most difficult to circumvent with triplets is that their lyric is too cloying and cosmogony vicotoriana usually expire song after song ... (the holy little mother, the teenager angelic dream excited grooms, the wedding Mass, the soul,
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here and read his comics and I finished this post. He considered dangerous

miss not having a weapon, a bat a 22 caliber pistol or a very sharp knife Siple, but so salt? Down the street, thinking about the 22 gauge that was legal and you could? As simply hurt someone without kill him. I woke bath é, made some coffee ... listening to Paganini I dry the hair, the yard was wet from rain the night sky cleared up by a broom invisible, as this filthy town of miserable shit sweepers cleaned clothes uniform with reflective tape that will not crush the drunks in the fast cars

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Brief notes or a contortionist language



always knew that my little person was special, but no no, do not think that is how children clasemedia idiots whose parents mediate the link love what psychologists, educators and development charlatans, "your child is indigo, and so throws the toys from their peers" nah, that kind of bastarditos parents just want to make what they were: abandonment ... what, that kind of guy special no ... I knew I was different ... not genuinely unique or valuable, nor copy or full of beautiful and mysterious sparks of wit, bah ... rather full of openly vicious and often malicious ... but "special" in other words as they say "with angel" ... and I always knew and I would step between the bulk of people who would live eternally grateful that the cast were very few occasions on which I naively wanted to share their thoughts.

Thanks for taking his pockmarked fellow chatter in my ears and smelling spirit of my interests.

Well, cough cough, it's almost false what you read recently ... ie I have not always been so immune to this bad world, I also had to dive into the sewers of the city, live and burp her throbbing rhythm danse macabre of claxonazos, theft, infidelity, indifference, mediocrity and corruption.

And hence these brief notes.



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salt and bare hands touched my tongue, her breath choked me hungry belly, the fucking mirror on my tongue was the last thing I support, it apart with his kind gesture and instrumental making vomit noises of godzilla having sex with the wife of king kong (although now that I think do not know if Godzilla is male or female, or hermaphrodite). It looked horrendous

my vomit mixed with the teeth ...







I have enough for everything. Woke

with a very slight hangover, walking float my black tennis shoes, my head spinning dentrote yes, maybe I smoked several cigars that night and that China tsinsau beer in my refrigerator was full robust.

closest I came to Sanborn and bought the newspaper El Pais, in the Sunday edition you can find a weekly supplement which brings together various talents of the pen and journalism, this past Sunday those talents rather devoid of humor and / or spark, with its columns comment on the self insured and self-adulation crude plagiarism, for example, a woman wrote of her sadomasochistic and how to "prepare for his novel" study the psychological and medical texts people who practice paraphilias, confessed immediately that's where I get the title of his novel, or not well, I did not read carefully, one more unfortunate lyricist was devoted to recounting their adventures (all false seems) with dogs. (Zzz). Ever since I read these puny dark sewer escritorcillos weeklies and I'm glad gremiecito not belong to the character of such letters that I want is something else, but I'd sell my soul and my textillos only that if and only to publish , no and no.

bloggers are already tired, and personage of letters that fill your stupid localism newspapers and magazines of this city, its real or fictional experiences are fraught with both pastiche, crutch so, with so commonplace that fall off and sound like people who can not live any other way than selling easy little formula between paragraphs.

And what about me?

My formula is I do not intend anything or want anything extra of life and its blessings are for my standard of living, not a desire and attachment, if I can do that well, if I can not better for me, your family's health and welfare of your people is much more delicate and involving more things, but you should also know that no one knows its destination, today and tomorrow no one greets me fit into a select group of parishioners who spoke of refined nonsense and gladly tolerate, if it is of thymidine are afraid of ridicule and thus never see them explode, best, operating alone, if it is to hold back the urge to express your ideas in front of people more powerful than you, are at work or in what street is doing well,

When I came out of the Sanborn bought a beautiful guayabera, which combined with a beautiful hat so I had to buy two expensive, yes, but not ridiculously expensive, the people who have been placed in good positions good salaries, they love that predatory pricing of the stores will flatter your ostentocidad mediocre blush with my debit card and as always being someone with no debts and big dreams, I thought that this was another Once the best day of my life, algebraically had everything he wanted and not have to agree with anyone or my passions and my transgressions, he was also stated, whole.

"text recycling" He considered dangerous

miss not having a weapon, a bat a 22 caliber pistol or a very sharp knife Siple, but so salt? Down the street, thinking about the 22 gauge that was legal and you could? just as hurt someone without killing him. I woke bath é, made some coffee ... listening to Paganini I dry the hair, the yard was wet from rain the night sky cleared up by a broom invisible, as this filthy town of miserable shit sweepers cleaned clothes Uniform with reflective tape that will not flatten drunk in his fast cars ....