Despite the small incident with my eye, I can say that this weekend was perfect. Long time ago was not my ally, as my accomplice. Another Father's Day without a father and mother a lot.
A weekend accompanied by Siqueiros, Herzog and new art forms miso soup and sushi on my plate, mineral water with lemon lluviecita rich for the soul books, Woody and Buzz, breakfast churro and coffee. writing, writing and editing, shopping and ceviche. To end Chev clamato and olives. But the best olive was in the morning.
weekend. Despite the loss of literature, in spite of myself ...
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