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Today at midnight was still restless and talking with two friends wander
msn rummaging Soon after, for other purposes, old txt files found just
an old conversation with each of them, then saved it seemed very funny and absurd and beautiful

ORIGAMI-let

plaza France - no, because I see the crazy hot says
to qien you pray three times?

Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said: mr miracle

Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said:
to enlighten me-we

plaza France - no, because I see the crazy hot says :
who is he?

Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said: mr miracle

Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle says is a famous saint
chocarrero

-square going to France - no, because I see the crazy hot says : Manya

-square going to France - no, because I see the crazy hot says a spirit

junk-we plaza France - no, because I see the crazy hot says ba me crazy


Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said:


-square going to France - no, because I see the crazy hot says
last night was crazy as classical music, going to square
France - no, because I see the crazy hot says

health
scurrilous Summoning the spirits and Mr. Miracle said:
classical music?? Summoning the spirits
scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said:
to
Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle says
..

square-let France - no, because I see the crazy hot says conmarcas

classical music-we will place France - no, because I see the crazy hot says
more expensive plastic masks massage-we seem
plaza France - no, because I see the crazy hot says romance

square-let France - no, because I see the crazy hot says he meant
maracas

Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said:
faces with marks
plastic
say "we will place France - no, because I see the crazy hot says
pills plant faces

scurrilous Summoning the spirits and Mr. Miracle says
classic maracas seem expensive, we

plaza France - no, because I see the crazy hot says morass of Marxism organic


Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said: decca


music for romance - we will place France - no, because I see the crazy hot says
romantic place we
-France - no, because I see the crazy hot says

organ-square going to France - no, because I see the crazy hot says:
woven straw handles

Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said: organicism
Marax marrzamarallero

-square going to France - no, because I see the crazy hot says
bull hat gang

Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said:
romantic steer gang-let

plaza France - no, because I see the crazy hot says

stable wheel guey "we will place France - no, because I see the crazy hot says
wheel by lung
lime-square going to France - no, because I see the crazy hot says that paranoia orgasmic

-square going to France - no, because I see the crazy hot says SMG mazamorrero

-square going to France - no, because I see the crazy hot says
and smell and make him a criminal

Summoning the spirits and scurrilous Mr. Miracle said:
mush! que rico
Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said:
jajajjaa
Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said:
orgasms that tasty! Summoning the spirits
scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said:
criminal ..! how rich we

square-France - no, because I see the crazy hot says origami orgasm


scurrilous Summoning the spirits and Mr. Miracle said: jajaja
rich smell
Summoning the spirits and Mr. scurrilous MIRACLE says ohh
hair is the most I have said
Summoning the spirits scurrilous and Mr. Miracle said ...


BODY OF ENJOYMENT (Reggaeton Freudian)

... I am sexist, because I like sex, I like men, women like me Baby
God says so I am sexist
.......... Baby
lalalalaalala God says:
sexy sexy sexy baby b. sexistaaaaa

god says:

Baby God says:
precisely because of what he enjoys is the jouissance of the body
Baby God says: sexy sexy sexy
sexistaaa, lalalala, as my grandmother, as Freud said, as I said the girl with gasoline

baby b. god says:
great great
baby b. god says:
precisely because of what he enjoys is the jouissance of the body? Baby

God says that what Freud said


baby b. god says:
this could be the typical phrase of reggaeton

Baby God says:
wing

baby b. god says:
bid farewell to the qe

Baby God says freud regetonero


...


yemico and SWAP were unfortunately not find photos in my computer SWAP = (
have to conform with that of Freud, maybe not.

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awaited day came the premiere of "Alienated" film made by and for the lazy. I'm very excited because finally I will share this work was done with lots of love. Get ready to get crazy. The apocalypse has never been so beautiful. Dementia was never so addictive. The world has never been ours.

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Again the issue of employment. Why do politicians always talk about the job? How to generate it. Who told them we want to work? Should rather worry about how to achieve all be unemployed. We could devote ourselves to the pleasures and contemplation.

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. LAKE ALUMINE

(Fileteado Porteño an art ...)

TANGO ... therefore I am, many times I've said this, and so I named the list of tango in DEEZER gizmo where now playing Oblivion, and that is the tango for me is much, sorry, I live and often drawing on my mind, because when I dance, I hear, when not listen or dance ... I read it, sometimes I drink a small sips, with the Maroons in hand Mateando between good tangos, sometimes I like to watch it and then I hear it, enjoy it and dream but still ... a tango, I like to discover at every turn, and draw circles on the ground by the pen, and the tango is there for much, you can draw on the ice or in a thread Buenos Aires, because the tango is art, the art of looking at it, to appreciate, to live, to feel, to dream and why not ... to draw, drew in my soul a feeling that makes you feel the 2 x 4 as if it were mine, and I exist ... then TANGO !


DEEZER Silenced for drawing these tangos.



BY A HEAD (ICE SKATING)

TANGO DANCER (Listen)

Music: Oscar de la Fuente.
Lyrics: Horacio Sanguinetti.

, black satin, the skirt.
patent leather and high heels shoes. Doodle
,
rhythm that takes over
your print of Buenos Aires.

You know the secret of the tango
and that is why the dance like nobody.
And you hug arms, that mystical
raisins,
dancing in the living room.

Priestess of tango,
priestess sense.
Rite is the dance of your life
and
tango you love you in its flame burning.

Priestess of tango,
salons that range,
dance in the arms of a man wearing the famous

great dancer.

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Mommy, what are you reading?
MY WORLD OF TANGO, a book by a writer called GOYA SASSONE .

(Editor, title and author of Bell)

Do I read a chapter? ... Dodi, tomorrow you have to take the bondi early, you never see when you go to sleep and then you have to get up early. Only one chapter
mom ... and that is the book? ... Well, a story of love and tango ... "And that ends well? ... my baby, I'm about halfway through the book, I hope that if , me too I like stories that end well, I am also of thinking that true love ... always ends up succeeding.

Mami, come what do you read? What chapter are you? ... At this time ALUMINE LAKE.
"I can sit in your lap? Dodi dale! ...'re More annoying than cow in his arms, Mamiiii! Do not tell me that! ... I'm teasing my heaven, if my Dodi's what I love most, sit and dwell quietito, do you have to have all these pieces of wood over it? ...

I like Mommy look how finite they are to make a house, and one day I'll make one for you ... yeahhhh? I am very lucky my sky, well now you read, put a little more so in my arms, I love you ... I also love, I begin:

LAKE ALUMINE

morning had dawned with a timid sun, and in the steeple, the play clock to awaken the hearts of the people still sleeping place, the soft breeze coming through the windows, carrying the smell of nature, wet grass, freshly cut firewood, half moons, to mate and bread aromas mixed as perfumes perfume mixed in, it smelled of soap and clean clothes, a tenderness, a caress from mothers to their children, newly placed colony to wine poured, a checkered tablecloths and sheets, the morning grew and with it, the

movement toward patent, the transfer, the coming and going, though not laburo day, the people liked to enjoy a sunny day, inviting walk, ride horse and get to the lake, that lake of crystal clear, cold, soft, to latent emotions just by looking at him, when you looked at the bottom, such was the beauty that gave off, you dizzy, and felt a sense of attraction to its waters, a need to dive into them, inspired by his coolness, as if to get inside it, you were to leave renewed, and noting the droplets slide down the body that made her feel a new person.

That morning, it seemed like all Hector got up and looked out the window as if his gaze could travel further than the space and having opposite horizon if trying to achieve with your eyes beyond what they could see her eyes, remembered Milena, their last conversation, when hung up the phone, which cost them, had been five months, and it seemed that he still felt his presence, and how difficult it had been saying goodbye to her, came to mind the day they met in the elevator, their music shared between the two floors, its guerrillas tango, it remembered and smiled, but at the same time this knotting and pressed her heart, looked away from the window, and as the morning ritual of all the Spook matearía his absence, set to music ... the first thing was to hand, tangos of course, and coincidence or causality ...

like a gray ghost came boredom ... to your heart, it was still mine, and little by little you was wrapping slowly .... and going ..... If you left great was your love when you came, the greater was the pain when you left .... sad tolling of bells, turning in my solitude .. ... Every time I remember the night I will tell friends, and where the sky and the sea are lost many stars illuminate me! ... Every time I remember, you thought I kiss ... and when to get your life together with your life I feel ....

He listened to music, unable to move, thanks to dehissing of the kettle, turned his gaze back to the window, sat down and used his wooden table, stroked his bags, and shapely legs, was back and forth, an in and out of her life, savored the mate, while the music still playing gave way to another song, and after grooming decided to go out, as best I could do is go to the lake, there is feeling well, was to be himself, was like surfing through clouds, was a difficult feeling to explain, all I knew, there was like meet again, nothing would make him feel better, to be near at the time
Aluminé
road to the stables who were in the back of the house, entered and approached tango Troilo was up for it, he named his horse with all due respect to "Pichuco", first thought Aníbal Troilo was better but there was no other horse like that, when running and jogging "was music," agile, strong and soft at the same time, such as rubbing the fingers of fat on bandoneon, climbed over it, and after stroke it, and pass their fingers through their manes, patted, and began his wanderings.

Héctor needed that ride, I needed that morning will refresh your face, I needed to feel the air, came riding to the lake, the lake was huge and although there were many people who visited him, he had his particular spot, as was getting started feeling better, loved the lake, fell from horse and even to see the lake a knot was squeezing his throat, cooled her face with water, tied his horse to the nearest tree, sat on the grass and leaned his back against the trunk, left his small backpack next, just pulled the book with the intention of reading after a while, but it was too much the beauty of the place, to divert his gaze for a moment, if approached Aluminé Hector, his feelings were so strong, it is as if the world stand on that point, was moved, were too much pent-up emotions inside, noticed the snack taste your tears, but it was good, it is necessary to stop the flow of our inner feelings express, that makes us feel alive, alive and sensitive, alive and strong, closed his eyes and still see the lake, that wonderful feeling that well, it would have liked to share this moment with Milena, and can feel his hand caressing the grass together, the soft green grass, the smell of wet earth, opened his eyes to know the place, not to miss a minute.

had not slept well and fatigue is seized, the feeling of being good to your eyes closed, and it cost him more and more open, a warm sun warmed his face among the leaves and tree branches, not burned, was hot, looked the ground as if by magic, two intertwined leaves rolled in front of him, smiled, seemed taken from his photo, but he was tired and again the need to close your eyes, was more than your willingness to stay awake while air breeze caressed his relentless.

He fell asleep, not sure if asleep or lethargic, but in his mind, in your dreams, or in his imagination, Aluminé took shape of a woman, the lake began to shrink in width and extending in high, a woman of translucent body of water droplets formed, was a body that could pass, again to feel the music in his mind, a tango pattered incessantly, the last one had sounded at home ...

(SILENT DEEZER)

You nailed me, I feel you beating in my temples burning ... I adore you when you are ... and I love you more when you're away from me ... I have fear of losing you to think that I shall not see you ..

felt off the floor, felt the embrace of Alumine, noticed wet your face, feel the tango, as they danced barefoot on the grass, felt the cool water of alumina, and the heat of the music he felt the memory of Milena, did not know what was happening, a hallucination, a fantasy, but it felt good, it was like crossing the tunnel of time, from present to past, from past to future, and feeling he met up with her, and in that small lapses or sleep magic, managed to wake up, got scared to feel his shirt soaked with water and do not know if it was dream or reality, but looking at their surroundings, the warm sun had disappeared
and had given way to a gray, rainy day, the rain that had soaked
had

made to wake up, although a difficult feeling to explain he felt in his heart, but at the same time it felt good, gray days always been his ally, the hours had gone too fast and decided to return.


Upon entering his house, and before he had time to change, the phone rang, Hi Hector! Milena .....¡! ... How long are the week .... "I hear it ?.... to tears ... Heaven does not count the days ... love ...

Dodi Well, it's too late, you sleep or am not going to get up on time, just another mom capitulito not Dodi, it is too late ... and now with stars adornastes not my room?. .. Who said that? not only decorate, today we will take directly the stars, the sky is you my love, give me your hand ... the kindling Dodi stay here ... you know what Dodi? ... that mom, I love you MY BIT OF HEAVEN ... just a bit? no, honey, you are also my necklace mommy melons ... do not tell me that! tease you treasure, go let's take the stars, run before they leave.

Dana came into the room her dog had advanced in his footsteps, after catching the stars one by one, Dodi got into her bed and clothing left in the petting his mother, the music box will coined in his dreams, My Refuge was Buenos Aires since childhood and grew up embraced by the two by four ... Dodi dying minutes after he fell asleep.

His mother was staring at a good time, as it contemplates a work of art, the best work of art of your life, settled Careful room, and before going to bed, take a snug mate, looked back to the book, but decided to leave the next chapter for another day.

Sweet dreams.



PS: When I wrote this story, in March 2007, knew nothing of the legend of Lake Alumine, I mean I imagined the lake as a woman, and the chances of life, without being exactly the same have been made for a relationship, although some say that the chances do not exist but causality.


TANGOS:
REMEMBER ME WHENEVER
Passionate
REMEMBRANCES

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