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Today, finally, we moved. This is a temporary solution while we continue seeking short-short nor too short, but a little bit short yes it would be nice, but for now, today we put the sheets on the bed in the house that will the coming weeks. I return to the house that has been for so long: the center of Alcoy. And just a few houses down from the house where I lived when I was eighteen, just where the road begins San Mateo and San Francisco, with my dog Jondo queenpaudescanse. When a few days ago I went to see the floor so I had to decide whether or not papallonetes and other things I flew the tummy. The street has not changed much, but it has changed. It lives longer have it, some dead, but since then, open air bars and shops have opened, many people walk, a cafe in the square just below the house where he lived ... I think it will go well, but the center of Alcoy in August be the perfect setting for a film that go to the end of the world and that a cataclysm will finish with the entire population, there is a soul. Or well, maybe that has changed and now people do not have pasta to go on vacation. Retrieve text and images from my first blog on axes streets where they lived. When I wrote a year ago that a friend had decided to vacation. Now, axes streets, old escenarius for new times, better times yet.
I lived in Cartagena when Ovid was gone and down the coast to Pinion Corner pillar 45 St. Lawrence Street and arrived an hour after the library where I worked and worked and I read more than three came home where the dog waited impatiently eating the corners of the walls and floors. Extended sheets on the balcony of my room in the small house in the beautiful San Mateo Street, facing the market and the church and I gitava a gypsy Fontcalent finished leaving ortega chili the turn that slowly fall in love in Benidorm . Mrs. Elvira, who died this year, the m'aguardava Ruta66 every month, because even the snack bar and got two ejemplars was always for me and kept me going ahead and when the girl had told me HERE WE HAVE THE REVISTETA, and I went in and bought him a bag of coxinaes and I rose with strawberries and jelly route home, just up their snack bar open until odd hours, 365 days a year. Even the day he died Elvira this year, told me that Marquitos, her husband, was to open. Jondo And that was becoming big and left the house empty of furniture, all were eating. And Chelo, who lived a few houses ortega chili down from mine, in San Francisco, told me I had the most beautiful dog in Alcoy, and I was all the time with another woman doing around the bridges, I also beat before going on inside him to drink. And the nights are not cold weather m'assentava al'Estellés to read on the balcony of the room, and sometimes it was so late that day and had seen the trucks arrive on the market.
I lived in Cartagena when the directive came from Barca to bring you flowers al'Ovidi the cemetery and walked with boyfriend and Jondo by the Alameda and had a long black coat and a leopard print ballerinas with the dog was dismembered. And I gitava with Roma, but he still told to return ortega chili to my home and friends to buy me a dog when I meet them on the street. I lived in Cartagena that winter but every two or three days ago love Benidorm and then returned and pulled over for speed dinerets telling ortega chili al'Adriana Carmen and Sheila ortega chili and all that implies P Q Ricard Carbonell Attempts to understand the philosophy classes at school without them ever learned to serve in the future where that logic. And it snowed when the bed broke in two.
I do not remember that one I live in Alcoy whenever it rains, when it rains for more espaiet walk for fear esvarar me, then down to St. Nicholas, Canton pinion until the song of Ovid, was very very slowly because they do not know how those skate wax, and today I was raised in Valencia rain and heard the Ovid streets Carmen and I penssat in just one year will someone vacancy, I will not have died , will vacation, and I have bought a dress and a jacket ortega chili for not having cold.
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