my fucking camera broke last night, just at the precise moment when he was six feet Fito Paez, the Solis, with two amazing guests and Fernando Cabrera and MartÃn Buscaglia. could not be worse.
then I remembered the song kramer leg, the one that says, obviously "and the photo is only the fear of not remembering, the photograph is no more ...."
opened big eyes and put the rest of the night in the retina, high school, sharpening my memory like a sense.
record and we recorded and put on record, and in the end it comes down to the little trust we have for our memory.
talk and we mean and we painted and we want to show, and in the end I think it all comes down to the little confidence that we have to do what we do ourselves.
I do not know if I can work on other things, but I'm sure all this time I'm working on me .-
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