Such was the wait to get out of my house that the dormant rose in my body, I have the eyes half closed and it is nearly time to start walking. I curse the tic-toc of the clock that never shuts up, as if screaming in my ears, hurry! . Small steps, people and the same streets with their doodles who believe that change the world will pass me without much hesitation again. I made this trip so many times that I know by heart the steps, each defect in the floor and chattering voices of people full of joy and others with long faces, appearing to have received the news he did not want an listen. Must be the daily dAmente be partners), I had very good relations with my friends. Nicotine strongly took effect, became my habit, but I am not a person who can not live without it, now could leave them and not smoke in a while. More than ever share cigars in my family or even allowed to break any of them just to tease me. Once, some children with no more than 13 years I was asked to turn their own fire, I felt I was committing a crime, I looked all around to see if anyone was looking, but it was only me and them.
If company & ntxcl; Ya voy! - I say strong, because I do not know where in the home setting and breaking my mother with chores. I check one last time if everything is in place and I worthy to open the big gate that prevents the passage of the pictures in my home, it seems prison with high iron facade. There was not realized he had new neighbors, if not for his sleek Audi its presence would inadvertently.
Hopefully not the dog that always follows me when I walk, I'm afraid the fact that it can run over, but neither sabyou; Maximum majesty, without any cloud that dims their burning rays collide, as when Hephaestus forged his hammer and made the sparks come out fired and embedded in its "working groups" and they began to fire.
try to find the leafy trees to walk under his shadow, but is, at every step a drop appears on my face and not flinch because plum not fulfilling his second job. The warm wind that passes is not good company for this moment, I would be inside a mall with air conditioning throughouts side.
Soil keep up without much trouble, but too bad the cars with their horns break relief and make speed, daring me to compete with them, but neither dream!, stayed alive and not a lawless pitbull would make me run faster than I usually do, and it was sports. Hopefully I get up, such as current expenditure and shit. It is time to light the first cigarette.
The typical seedy store, with Mrs. lame, hopefully you understand what I ask, looking at me, since silla rotted by humidity, looking not recognize me, being that when buying bulbs corríaa guy to play with my friends, and sent me home with the great task of buying drinks, etc. Luckily I have no to endure the smell mixed in with washing powder, onion and sweet and was highlighted as the cause for more than a tantrum made to avoid the chilling situation. I look at with a happy face, specifically because I do not go back in square meter for a long time and will not see her apron stamped on mucus and dirt.
already feel the discomfort of the bag stuck to my backa, but it is another. I'm just coming out of my town and I can make out the grandfather who looks like the letter a. Perhaps why is glued to his stick, but I can not help imagine him as a great bar that was without a hand that could lead to create figures. Once I thought it was a mannequin bolted to the floor, or rather a fragile tree, facing the right he had buried roots. He speaks hopefully, or he may do, but I once I put the headphones lose connection to the outside music. If I'm lucky to not & molegrease, or rather oil vehicles. There was a late model car with which could boast in front of others, was ugly and old, could have been made with cans of sardines, but still felt no shame riding. It was a miracle that the doors slam open after he had to give them so they could close, it was one more game before leaving, more than ever had to organize and secure cables that would work . I had my grandfather in style by combining the cables, the colors never corresponded with hundreds of spots that were in what was left of c
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