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Note the sun's heat in the eyelids when she closed her eyes and lost in the lyrics of the songs he had heard in recent months it produced an almost perverse state of melancholy, a pain that was eating from the inside, it felt like a stray dog \u200b\u200band beaten in his new fortune.

needed air to breathe without you scrape the guts, I needed to trust in yourself, recognize and not feel so lost, so unfairly treated by life.

The smell of vinyl and the concentric circles of the turntable needle did when I turned desperate to do their job took him to an almost hypnotic state that I was not sure if I wanted to, all the grooves had disk by moving the needle as the most natural thing in the world were a mirror of which was in his heart. He tilted the glass rushing the last sip of tea and saw the horizon without any sharpness and focus, to realize that looked exactly like that when he imagined his immediate future. He thought the reason that leads someone to invent her past, distort, and supposed to do that and it can not be endured, so he took all the photographs and negatives he had at home when she left last time because did not want the illegal passage of time every year they had shared, even though he knew perfectly well that although the time seemed to stand still in emulsions composed images, latent, or not, the emotions flowed in them more alive than ever.

looked at the boxes piled to the same expectation that when he was 7 and spent a whole afternoon in front of the plate waiting for food eaten did not want to grow that was what her mother never tired of repeating, that never happened, but just in case the average handle of the spoon.

With closed eyes needed to know why just as a man he had to leave the house and children and was cursed by not having the uterus and the cynicism and the apology that is made on gender equality .

must have realized when he left noticed his breath on her bed when she slept, and always gave back, when not only cast shadows and reflections to make love, when not looking at his face because he was totally lost reinvented his past, torn apart and distorted.

Suddenly he remembered the last time I climbed to the top of a mountain near his house to see one of these astronomical phenomena that only occur cyclically every certain number of years and sitting on a cliff with legs dangling hundreds of feet above the ground, he felt free and whistled with all his energy the theme song for the movie " The Legend of City without law, "while shooting stars had played and wish lists, then you never know were to meet. That was the last time you felt free. Now I just felt like a financial transaction as a value stock.

In the distance, through the window of the small apartment he rented just sounded like a radio program a listener had requested an old song, "I collect flies in Toyland (a group dissolved and the 80 that took only 2 LP and dissolved despite the success they had achieved).

And if something is safe at this moment is not good times for ran the Lyric.

Moni - Chameleon

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takes 10 minutes and could not walk off the light soil . I was hoping to find a fossil. Sometimes I sensed this sort of thing, I thought of something located within the landscape or likely to have been there and flowed. The wind whipped the sand against them as if powered by a blowpipe, metiéndoles hurry, the cry of her daughter who had stuck something in his foot had his gaze drifted to where he had to tread. Project a great smile on his face and turned to him to say that fossil looks so amazing, everyone stopped to watch unless it scratching his foot saying that he had seen, because apart from that they had begun up the mountain looking for one with the strange assurance that I would find it, it did not expect was key in the sole and much less than its mother party. Totally unaware of the coincidence of the common thought of both as well all laws of probability.

The wind pushed harder against the sand face and remembered the four of the Rolling Stones song "Time is on my face" and thought about generational differences and maternal relations filiares, at points where diverging and converging on the similarities and DNA, did not stop excited about the match the same search. Was one of those times when the stars lined up to make a strange time especially as they played the video game and her young daughter was sad to mourn because not understand him not bothered never to win, and even got to cheat that left her at a disadvantage, with the hope that for once her mother was not eliminated in the first minute of the game, and that could not stand to lose because of his age was getting to know the taste of defeat and rather disliked. I just wanted to help, share the failure, to make it smaller.

Would this have anything to do with the information he had read about the equivalence between 1 year light and distance traveled by a fetus between two consecutive heart pumping the mother?, Why not certainly something must leave a big footprint both.

Without realizing they were already ahead of the car. Someone had entered and had won 2 kilos of ripe tomatoes 4 onions and leaving a note that read: "I only carry what you really need." Felt that they had locked the car and there was no indication that this would unharmed. The 4 stayed for a few seconds in the most absolute silence was broken only by the whistling of the wind that did not stop throwing angry sand. Nothing more fasten seat belts and start the car, spoke to steal out of necessity and that it could have made a ham if you had taken the food I was hungry. He received no special importance to how it was achieved without causing any damage.

They joined the main road which in turn diverted to a secondary that was never busy and that evening to the surprise of all who had taken would be the only years in which too circulating density and carrying forward a circus removed in 4 truckloads of tents, animals and a handful of street life looking for a destination where you can shape the puzzle that made up for the thousandth time (although some parts have been lost by the way).

This information on traffic congestion on a secondary road will not reflect in any statistics, go unnoticed.

The sun had gone down and were sure they were not living an illusion, although they were in the desert of Almeria in county road 3106, a few kilometers from the coast.

Moni - Conch