* To Lirva on his birthday, by the muppets
is the land that rumbles and n Budapest. I bought a ticket to go to Barcelona. Street There
inside a book in my house, a book he had never seen because I never read philosophy and the book was such a non-speaking Kant know what theories of heaven and UFOs, there, in yellow page was a tram ticket Budapest, 1956, the year of the revolution, I think.
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Well, then there was the Danube, not the street or the backyard of my best friend Luis who is also called well-yes, my friend he named his yard, "I mean river. Here in Central Europe, wherein Of course I have ever been and I will not be because I prefer the places whose language I know. Like Barcelona, \u200b\u200bnot the street, the city. Although I think in Barcelona speak Catalan ... in order.
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How long does it take to go all the bridges across the Danube? Not the backyard of my friend Luis. The river.
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Luis has built a series of suspension bridges on the patio. Now it seems a greenhouse. The bridges do give the sky ceiling.
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And the theory of the heavens, together with tests of my friend Juan Pablo Anaya have convinced me of the existence of extraterrestrials. If my house had a courtyard, would put Barcelona just because it sounds nice.
I want to cross the bridges over the Danube. No river. The backyard of Louis and then to Barcelona.
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wanted him to Vienna, but I was told that in Vienna there is a single bridge memorable. It is regrettable, the Radetzky March (from Strauss, ignorant, not Roth's book) is most Viennese of Vienna and for some reason it just makes me think of bridges. *****
* when raised above the bridges we build castles Barcelona when they threw to die less sad.
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