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All You Can Read: Happy birthday to me
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All You Can Read. Martes, 28 de abril de 2009. Happy birthday to me. I say to him while I take him out of the bag and unwrap him. You wake up one day and you have to celebrate the fact that you’ve been existing for, let’s say 33 years. I’m not saying it’s not worth celebrating; it is, actually it deserves something spectacular, like a trip to the Niagara Falls, or a whole evening spent on a big-wheel. I cut some leaves from a lettuce to cover him and keep him fresh. Felicitaciones, mo. el pescado nun...
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All You Can Read
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All You Can Read. Sábado, 5 de septiembre de 2009. The postman brought me something. It was a bag with a picture of a penguin. Since I wasn’t home. He left a piece of paper instead:. The promise of a bag with a penguin. And I felt sorry at night. When I realized the penguin. Would have to spend the night in a cardboard box,. Surrounded by more parcels. And the notorious silence of the undelivered mail. Riding and yet not going anywhere. I ‘ll pick them up as soon as I can;. Post offices are no bags land.
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All You Can Read: The North Pole
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All You Can Read. Jueves, 11 de junio de 2009. There's a man and his canvas briefcase. He will sit on the metro every morning and spend there around thirty of the earliest minutes of his day, either looking straight ahead, where I usually am, or reading a book. I should know nothing about him for we are strangers and, nevertheless, I know so many things. He just sits on his seat, and grabs his briefcase firmly with both hands, as if it were the hips of a woman. Then I feel sorry for him because he lo...
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All You Can Read: The Kebab Queens
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All You Can Read. Jueves, 6 de agosto de 2009. Might sound a bit silly, or greedy, or both. But there are songs that make me feel not only powerful but also power-hungry. I’m talking about a song by Coldplay called Viva la vida; not that I am a big fan of this band, actually I’ve always sustained that if a boiled hake had a voice, it would be Chris Martins’. I use music all the time to motivate myself when I head to the office at seven in the morning, or when I have to go to the supermarket and face up t...
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All You Can Read: marzo 2015
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All You Can Read. Miércoles, 11 de marzo de 2015. Suscribirse a: Entradas (Atom). Esta obra está bajo una licencia de Creative Commons. BCN, Christmas Island. Fascinada por la siempre imprevisible trayectoria de las pelusas y lo poco que duran los granizados de limón, aspiro a vivir del cuento y morirme de risa. Ver todo mi perfil. All You Can Link.
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All You Can Read: God is in the air
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All You Can Read. Domingo, 13 de junio de 2010. God is in the air. It's Tuesday at seven o’clock in the evening. I know this because I’ve just checked it on the oven clock. I had the feeling it was getting late, and I had some emergency shopping to do, so I checked the time, grabed my purse, my keys and my shopping bag and headed to the supermarket. I’ve got a problem. 8211;I say. And what’s that problem? I can’t tell you. Are you sure you don’t want to tell me? I’ve got a problem. 8211; she says again.
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All You Can Read: julio 2008
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All You Can Read. Domingo, 27 de julio de 2008. Matar a un caracol. A snail only takes two seconds. You don't even have to step on it, so you can save the worry of having it attached to the sole of your shoe and having to look at it to check if it's really. Killing a snail just takes someone else. You won't know whether it was the broken shell or that blow on his fragile body that killed him. But you will have killed him anyway. And you'll feel shitty afterwards. Suscribirse a: Entradas (Atom).
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All You Can Read: mayo 2009
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All You Can Read. Miércoles, 20 de mayo de 2009. A crack in everything. I observe the cracks sometimes, though sometimes I forget their existence and I can’t see them. But occasionally I realise they have grown bigger and I know this is the result of a process that takes place every night. Because at night I can hear the house. 8221; But the house must know, as I do, that cracks are definitely an outstanding feature of losers. Maybe not the cracks but the lack of resistance to their existence. Ver todo m...
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All You Can Read: septiembre 2008
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All You Can Read. Miércoles, 24 de septiembre de 2008. My Lousy Council and Me. I have to admit it, I have an unbearable feeling of disgust everytime I'm offered the possibility to attend one of those city celebrations organised by my city Council that take place every single year. They are held at the end of summer (because at the end of summer, most people are back from their holidays and still in the mood for fun outdoors, and these parties have to be really. Sábado, 13 de septiembre de 2008. Y que de...
