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GREAT HUMILITY

"Music is not to kill or die," he said, and there I just came into the courtyard of Collegium, the backyard, the patio of the boys, the court of all. Simple, with his accordion and shooting ideas, phrases, tips, Chango Spaziuk was sitting in the chair under the partial shade, full of kids and older people around. The path it shows a mile away while talking. All I learned not hesitate to show it, to explain it, as a gift. At times I start to mix up his words with the cries of the boys outside to play monkey in the beach area. Others are not so alien, kids 7 years, dare to ask. The answer I was excited about his father telling on the woodwork and they listen. A girl tells him that in first grade danced a style that is played with the accordion. He played, they danced and we all smiled. Here we love the music, feel it, enjoy it.

Dusk

mediasombra below and under the jacaranda. The monkey was discussed everything. We surfeit of good words. I applaud and go. The exit corridor road again inflated the best of peace to my soul. I need to learn how ... and many do not try!

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Puppies Lau artisan!

These things get on the blog with the background music Gabo, otherwise bite.

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Guanuqueando

Today I visited the north wind, that they invited me to follow. And it was for this song, because just playing on my charango and my whistle and because an unknown girl was excited to hear it and turned to where I was. Because I was told Vilca friend of his father and died shortly after this that he did Ricardo. And I inflated my soul and in the north, and in the rock, as in the bondi shelling, as surely memories filled his head with it. Homage why this videito I found out there. With the north wind again!

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La Negra Poly

"... you're for me orange blossom perfume

you're like a sun,

're shining in my sky, dead ... "

Saturday night in Cordoba. A lost moon above the clouds but even still be seen. Front of the barn rock several children endure the time remaining to start playing one of the few guitarists who we are. Yeah, we went Pappo. I look like I did jump in time with "round" when traveling with Waldo to make history. But even so, much as the kids jump and sing, smoke, sharing a friendship and not bother anyone, there's a robocop lawless you Encana. And so it was, two police cars, two gentlemen-baked add their social resentment to their uniforms and tarnished the party for the kids that until then were happy.

I spent half an hour of eleven o'clock at night, Skay comes late, the beer is cold. The lights dim and then explodes everything. Riffs and sharp guitar riffs with classical Marshall teams no gimmick rather than the tricks that a rock guru may have. People vibe, Skay shines, I think the Keith Richard Argentine.

Move at Bath, discover fainting, try to walk back to greet Eugenia laburo good people. Skay

stacks up songs and a professional musician. Court ten minutes away in the background, say that there sounds better. Here I stand, ready for what's ahead. And suddenly arrives to shake in a second, the Black Cop, his smile between people who do not recognize but I do. Embrace, maternal smile. Follow the path of production labor. And then you realize that, then all is revealed, so they are what they are and were what they were. Because they knew to take care when rock was dangerous "because I now understand the codes with Omar, because Skay round and are a party and have fun at parties, we care and we love. Because children are not born bad.

Those little hints that life gives me, the smiles that fill, that of the Black, the Pappo, of Sarco, that of the two Bolivian girls, those of Rosario, which are true, not ask for anything.

Euge After a hug because the first had been very warm greeting and say that she had felt that way. Come more rock'n'roll, from something round, and complete.

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Roast and mud postrecitos

As the almateur always serve you well. This time the visit was responding to various needs. The first was to meet Manuelina, the last one snuck in this chinchón of life, and then burst the signature wine that had been saved. Another option was to tinker with Xana a while, the only female who never left me blind in one eye. I was also prepared able to engage in a photo to the Valen reluctant to snapshots. To pass the time and move the jaw, two fires bicherío was buttery and the company of the singer and popular mastic flavored directly. Argentina is, I argue that the meat must be popular and not a private enterprise precious metal wheels.

The sun was great as the crackling bread. The mud postrecitos left them for another lap. I managed to deceive and steal photos. Again surrounded by women. Health for a day of city flight. Health Manuelina's silence. I predict a future parliament. I'm sure the day you do notice, will be historic.

(at one point lost all respect)

I Found Transparent Particles In My Urine

Honduras

was launched Friday in support of the Honduran people and against, any blow.

Why was I?

- I do not want to wake up one day and I knew I was sunk in a dictator because a sector, the game no longer is profitable.
- For thousands of democracies prefer hypocrites, cheap and unfair, pointing a rifle where to walk.
- Because lie all the time.
- Because it makes me walk streets that are historical.
- Because it is necessary to accompany, even at a distance, to all who seek a better world.

(dog marchero always present) The Utes also.

A sin: among all the flares, red flags (I want to see them!) And banners, I could not distinguish a single or a Honduran flag of Argentina. Perhaps I should take "can not?