Desperate to literary affair, with Mourinho desperate, desperate in some park called Eva Peron in which I write a long article this weekend week ... with a Spain desperate that fails to operate, with a system of prohibitions and a welfare state that does not convince me ... desperate men with half done, in the middle of nowhere for wanting to be in the midst of all, bad interpreters the Latin verb, ignorant of the true Greek and international media lies today. which lies silent.
But that speaks more lies.
So today, I prefer silence. Martin Cid
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