Me looked at me smiling disdainfully and left while I was staring at him in awe. I couldn't insult him because I was busy insulting myself, I hadn't seen him coming. Dragging myself, I took what I considered to be the rest of my humanity at that moment until I could lean against a business wall. Many people were going and coming, the remains of my notebook scattered just centimeters from me and people kept going and coming, overwhelming me with their indifference and the midday sun in the background of my eyes. Complicated and stunned / that's how I got up... said the Bahian, but rather it was who would have imagined that the moment would come, /that cursed moment of looking to one side /and not seeing you in my mornings or smiling with your voice the Yoruba phrases from No te va a gustar would be the finish to that day. I recovered consciousness in the hospital, in rigor a half-boluda consciousness it's the sedatives... would be the response that would give some coherence to the bunch of questions from the acting police officer. I only had strength to ask them to let me ask three questions: 1) How much did they know about ornithology? 2) How much about the anatomy of birds? 3) What sense would it make if they didn't know anything about the previous ones, sending them to the word pussy of the lora. I fainted again. If... they beat me up, they knocked me out, they hospitalized and discharged me, if, high, al-ta, with electroencephalogram included! it read: normal! Later I found out that I arrived at the hospital thanks to the businessman whose wall gave me shelter, as he had called the police because there was a guy saying nonsense who couldn't stay on his feet and scared off the customers. I think I didn't make a mistake with my questions. Mandatory rest, mandatory cures, mandatory socials (not all, eeepa...), mandatory immobility, boredom... Then I remembered La Tasca, of you guys.... and your ghostly presence so present. I'm a softie... I can't forget them.Something that I hate is a vile word said vilely, so this brief thank you will be to you, my dear protagonists. Now... now grab your pants, hahaahaha!!!
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13 comentários - Queridos protagonistas
de vuelta al ruedo 😀 bienvenido cumpa 😉
Se lo extrañaba querido amigo !!!!
Gracias por compartir.
Angie te deja Besos y Lamiditas !!!
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Compartamos, comentemos, apoyemos, hagamos cada vez mejor esta maravillosa Comunidad !!!
CHICAS TRANQUILAS Y LIMPIAS CON LINDOS VESTIDOS
Todas las que conozco son putas, ex-putas,
locas. Veo hombres con mujeres
tranquilas, amables, los veo en los supermercados,
los veo caminando por las calles juntos,
los veo en sus departamentos: gente en
paz, viviendo juntos. Sé que su paz
sólo es parcial, pero hay
paz, a menudo horas y días de paz.
Todas las que he conocido son adictas a las pastillas,
alcohólicas, putas, ex-putas, locas.
" Necesito tanto una buena mujer que
puedo saborearla en el aire, puedo sentirla
en la punta de mis dedos,
puedo ver veredas construidas
para que sus pies caminen, "
Què va hacer ... vicisitudes de una vida azarosa .... ( capo ! )
Le dió bien el elecroencefalograma???
Un gusto tenerte de nuevo por aquí Amigo... mientras lo roto sea solo material no hay problema... y dejá de culparte por no haberlos visto, simplemente eso sucede.
Que andes bien Hermano 🙂
Ejem ... cambiando la òptica .... creo que respecto que tan roto quedó todo no es el momento ni el espacio apropiado ( jajajajaaaaa !!! )
Un abrazo .
Esto es espíritu , si !! Apoyémonos !! Jajajaaaaa !!!