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him with the short hair and small glasses and rectangular lenses, black pasta graduates. Dress normal. About 30 years. Sereno and without gestures, listen to the man I talk without looking at the clock, focused on the task of paying attention, interested in his words. Uncle bohemian look of interesting, but nostalgic. Nothing in it seems to attract attention.

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She, however, does not think so. In addition, given the same attention to South American man talk with them. Smaller, thinner, younger, more appealing, more beautiful and seemingly even sweeter than a bowl of strawberries with cream, sugar milk and a bed (without being cloying). Black hair, bright, supple and smooth moves with the lightness of a hummingbird, her eyes small house a large black iris, larger than the place, and look with a tenderness and depth more characteristic of an insane woman who a wooden figure as she lives. Unlike him, she is a professional unwittingly draw attention.

is your profession, but not his trade.

The man left alone. They chat as if they were two anonymous people who have just met and degas knowing the other's mind. Quiet, infected by the lack of gestures from him. Except one: she rubs loving, and imperceptibly subtle arm with his fingers brushed glass and having a strange extrasensory life. Seem more spiritual together physically. Seem not wanting to appear to worship to levels that no mind has yet dared to build. Seem to be talking to only look askance. Of those people who are Soulmate, which are covered at night with my eyes closed, which is run through their bodies with fingers without touching. Them bristle hairs on the body with the scent of his absence and the desire they cry when they are close. They do not need to cross many words. Are beyond verbal communication.

By far, the blue lights are reflected in glass and windows of the street near the Plaza de Chueca. That gives the alarm. She provided more than him, this time faster, pick the blanket with chocolate handcrafts and the cocktail called Margarita, tequila and enchiladas and runs in the opposite direction of their potential captors. He was always very calm and protective covers his escape and pursue it when you know that this is probably already in a safe, secure as they had planned before I started with that quiet but athletic work they occupy afternoon. In the corner, out of danger, meet again. She just as fragile and hard, he so calm and warm. Nothing seems immutable. Nothing seems able to break the spiritual and invisible, yet palpable, loop. Are linked for life, no matter what happens.

Or so it seems ...

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Segundo. Return trip:


N ada has to do with today, 15 days ago. The car has a lot to envy the plane to return home as concerns: comfort, time, feelings ... and in this case, also the company, much as was with my family.

But in this case would not change my return from Malaga by car, by any quick and comfortable air travel. Even the feel of off offsets the three reasons why I am compelled to write this.

One

was getting dark ... But the sun seemed to burn and was huge. The wide-eyed. I've never seen so red, not so great. And I doubt that will see him again. I do not know why he was so. I know the effect of the atmosphere makes both the Moon and the Sun look more larger than normal and a different color on the horizon. But ... "Red? "Literal and overly red? But I want to focus on the real reasons, but throughout the dream that woke effects on the environment: like a scene from a George Lucas movie, an asteroid that could travel with the same ease with which we move today by plane, seemed to be about two days of travel and be the target of rich families with enough money to spend the summer away from Earth, but then veranearían but "espaciarían ? It could also resemble an asteroid that threatened to crash into our planet completely destroyed, an evil asteroid with its own life that are fun to scare people and make slowly dying humanity from terror continued until the day of the collision. Or it could be quite a vision as real as the entry I'm writing. It was something I can not describe more than comic scenes or scenes from movies because, believe me, was (bunk speaking) unbeatable seafront.

Two.

When the sun disappeared .. Who was the shift? Indeed, the Moon. But the Queen star was not going to be less than the sun king being faithful to jealousy towards it by him. Hanging in the sky was a similarly sized moon than normal. It grew from the top, above the stars, until he ended up stretching to the horizon and crashing into the surface of our planet, but knowing her guess what he did was go down to swim in a cold ocean or taxi, bored of being alone at infinity. But what I want and write and describe what I intend to share with you is the magic of his presence and nighttime horizon during the last leg of my journey back home. If the sun was red, the moon was orange. A half-giant in the sky orange, half a orange craters in which almost palpable, like a 3D movie, you could put your fingers and, if you could fill them with water-craters, "swim to sunlight, which is really the only culprit in the moonlight. It seemed, as before the sun, another scene of Luke, this time at night ... Mars himself a stone's throw. Well might the people of Earth to go shopping this "new" planet. If the Sun was amazing, the amount of the company of the moon looked like a joke, a conspiracy of the wicked Queen, which makes me sleep at night, as we told you weeks ago.

And three.

ARTIFICIAL A wonderful fireworks when the sun had already been off hours (literally) and he was bathing the moon was just a few minutes. -My family started and I-kilometers away, but our cruise was possible to reach them before they left to shine in the sky. At first I did not say what it was, but this certainly took the measure of a whisper, as the outbreak of golden palm trees, umbrellas Chiribitos fireflies altered and color was unmistakable. Lasted long it takes us closer to the people who were dueos these festivities. 10 minutes could be wonderful, as could be times when we enjoy the scorching sun and the moon dressed as fruit. They were a fun on the horizon, a sprint along the way, as the ports for those who fight for of the mountain jersey in the Tour.

These three reasons, along the way, offset the lack of comfort, enhanced by the desire to get home, the absence of any other company, augmented by the longing for the days in college and in La Coruna, and travel time, increased by the miles that separated us from the goal and the "little problem" of the car. Made a return trip travel to remember.

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Sometimes I feel like I'm alone in the world ...


... until I realize the weight of my heart, full of feelings for many people. Every time I look into it "and I guess I forget to smile that first feeling.

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VIVA SPAIN!

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What I can say!?

Nothing I say will thrill you more than you should already be. None of mispalabras encourage any sense, which should already be broken. I am unable to escrbir something meaningful, because everything I say is in the hearts of the English.
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night sky is RED , the air we breathe burning emotion, hugging people scorch is divided and sealed feelings. The moon Wears fire to accompany the evening celebration in English and ciudadno sun for those sites that people English live and push with their minds full of Fury Red . Today the eyes weep blood cracking and effort and hope. No blood runs through the arteries nor the veins, is pure feeling, is unity and collective, is the same color RED which nourishes our bodies and uniting the hearts . Today everyone is English. Today there is no corner of the world that is not stained minimally RED. Today there is no crisis, there is no difference, hat no problems, no penalties. Even the sadness has taken a vacation and is painted RED jumping and dancing with people's emotions. I do not know how many people are aware, but if: WE ARE THE WORLD CHAMPIONS . Sounds easy and are said hitch is a title that has been heard many times. But it is a historical fact, this is being recorded every minute in the history books and videos that are shot in our memories. Enjoy it all, do not forget anyone, remember every minute, every hug, every feeling and every joy and excitement. I repeat: WE ARE WORLD CHAMPIONS . This may not be repeated in a long time if not more. Let's be pessimistic for once and for good reason and celebrate it as if it were the last, or rather, we're optimistic and celebrate it as if it were the first of many.

is time Africa Color is now SCARLET. Ringworm everything Passion, everything is moved by Furia , everything burst into Fire artificial ...


what else to say!! That COLORÍN COLORADO, this story HAS BEGUN !!!!!!!

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Return Journey:

Your patterns of trust and tranquility just to touch me,

brushed my emotions calm and serene in equal parts.

I do not know how it was ...

... just know I felt good.

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Santi & Co.::

I love concerts and I always say that prefer to go for holiday concert before . I've never regretted going to a cocierto, although the money I paid for one. I also learned who I should not see again under any circumstances even take them on my Ipod. But what I enjoyed so many offsets and unbalances the balanaza of my zodiac sign. And yesterday was one of reinforcing those which I am grateful, my great phrase, which more than one judge me like crazy.

Santi Balmes, singer LOL (*) , solo and acoustic. In a room where there was only 200-300 people. In very good company. A sack full of desire to go eating them during the minutes and notes of each song. A vacuum bag ended, ready to be filled for the next concert. I do not know half of the cations, but no one can resist the devilish enjoy, because you love like hell, the voice of Santi. So I got carried away and ended up excited about the letters, the public enthusiasm, Santi spontaneity and magical aura of things that end up being forever in the memory (as a celebration of the goal from Puyol). And I took the photo with the player and my wonderful company. Who gives more? Do you?

Santi Hey, you know you're a genius?

No man ... Well yes, I am a GENIUS.

That only can think in a person while listening to Santi, bites me once with resignation accepted and incomprehensible joy, anger and invincible ironic satisfaction.

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