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la fiebrE y la tortugA: cineklub
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Alguien me dijo en una ocasión que de personas había de tres tipos, los que no lo hacen nunca, los que lo hacen sólo una vez, y el resto. 191;Qué hay de los que nunca se lo plantean? Cuando la conocí escondía su cabello, entonces pelirrojo, bajo una boina de lana morada. Vestía una camisa marrón a juego con su manera de mirarme y unos pantalones tejanos negros rotos por las rodillas. Su rostro no era para nada convencional y a pesar de no usar maquillaje resultaba maduro y elegante. Yo no iba al cineklub.
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la fiebrE y la tortugA: 08.2009
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Ever since I saw "WAL-MART: The high cost of low price," I did not step into a WAL-MART again. But that was before the incident, today I do not know what I would do without them. I cannot sleep. I have not been able to get a full night's sleep since the incident. That is how I started to spend the night at a 24 hours WAL-MART across the freeway. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). La fiebrE y la tortugA. A cinema weblog by zEke. Cuaderno de Bitácora Estelar. Los Debralles del Charly. 191;Dónde estás yo?
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la fiebrE y la tortugA: laptopless
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My friend, you have to start dating other labtops. Just bloghopping. Great blog! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). La fiebrE y la tortugA. When the hare got to the bridge, the turtle had just crossed the finish line and all the animals were singing "for he's a jolly good fellow". the hare took a gun and kept shooting figuring out what he'll do after emptying the magazine into the damn turtle. A cinema weblog by zEke. Cuaderno de Bitácora Estelar. Los Debralles del Charly. 191;Dónde estás yo?
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la fiebrE y la tortugA: 11.2008
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And then, one morning, after a quiet night's sleep, you realize there are just two kinds of travelers. There are those who depart, and there are those who return. The former wander around maps, the latter look for themselves in the mirror. And then, one morning, after a quiet night's sleep, you realize life is a journey. And you need to figure out what is that you have in front of your eyes. And then, one morning, after a quiet night's sleep, you let go one tear and draw a bittersweet smile.
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la fiebrE y la tortugA: 08.2008
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Alguien me dijo en una ocasión que de personas había de tres tipos, los que no lo hacen nunca, los que lo hacen sólo una vez, y el resto. 191;Qué hay de los que nunca se lo plantean? Cuando la conocí escondía su cabello, entonces pelirrojo, bajo una boina de lana morada. Vestía una camisa marrón a juego con su manera de mirarme y unos pantalones tejanos negros rotos por las rodillas. Su rostro no era para nada convencional y a pesar de no usar maquillaje resultaba maduro y elegante. Yo no iba al cineklub.
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la fiebrE y la tortugA: 12.2009
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Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). La fiebrE y la tortugA. When the hare got to the bridge, the turtle had just crossed the finish line and all the animals were singing "for he's a jolly good fellow". the hare took a gun and kept shooting figuring out what he'll do after emptying the magazine into the damn turtle. A cinema weblog by zEke. Cuaderno de Bitácora Estelar. Los Debralles del Charly. 191;Dónde estás yo? Starts With A Bang. Una pila de cosas. Un Yogur en Grecia. Blind willow, sleeping woman.
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la fiebrE y la tortugA: 09.2009
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Shanecca is fat. She is also beautiful. She could work for a plus size modeling agency and be in women's clothing catalogs. Even though she works at Wal-Mart she buys all his clothes at Target. She does not know how to swim, but she still enjoys the water park as much as children do, or so I guessed. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). La fiebrE y la tortugA. A cinema weblog by zEke. Cuaderno de Bitácora Estelar. Los Debralles del Charly. 191;Dónde estás yo? Starts With A Bang. Una pila de cosas.
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la fiebrE y la tortugA: 06.2008
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No aguanto tus manos,. No aguanto tus ojos,. No aguanto tu sonrisa,. No aguanto tu presencia,. No aguanto que te escondas,. Que ahora estés,. Que ahora no,. No aguanto tus runrunes,. No aguanto tus abrazos,. No aguanto tus promesas,. No aguanto tus parasiempres,. No aguanto que me hagas esperar,. No aguanto que me mires,. No aguanto que me digas que me quieres,. No aguanto que me digas que no,. No te aguanto,. Y no me aguanto sin ti. Twelve point five miles. You get in the water. You try to remember.
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la fiebrE y la tortugA: 04.2008
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The white leather armchair. Once upon a time there was a white leather armchair in one corner of a living room of a small student apartment, where Mr. and Mrs. Román spent their time each day before and after school. She gave him a ride home after the party. She sat on the white leather armchair in the corner of a small bedroom in a big house on the outskirts. He fell for her shy smile. He fell for her smooth breath. He fell for the shine on her eyes. Looking at her, sitting on the wh...Time passed and t...
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la fiebrE y la tortugA: home
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And then, one morning, after a quiet night's sleep, you realize there are just two kinds of travelers. There are those who depart, and there are those who return. The former wander around maps, the latter look for themselves in the mirror. And then, one morning, after a quiet night's sleep, you realize life is a journey. And you need to figure out what is that you have in front of your eyes. And then, one morning, after a quiet night's sleep, you let go one tear and draw a bittersweet smile.
