remember a city eager to embrace the prodigal story that beats in the streets. I remember how the sepia color flourished between the hands of those who one day decided to stop for not considering the end of the charm. I remember the memory of the Great watched from the vantage point of glory. I remember well-known names on the shoulders anonymous. Remember anonymous eager to surround the arm of popularity. I remember frauds, theaters, and sharp capturing smiles voters.
remember fans crowding the entrance. Burladero remember a stone on which the church was built of bullfighting. I remember carriages full of lace that once intertwined expressed on canvas prints unique. I remember dancing horses and topped with catita bandits.
remember a dynasty perpetuated among frogs. Pan y Toros remember, Chiclanera and wild cat. I remember staves converted into travel books. I remember signs controversial. I remember playing to the sky. I do not remember any task, perhaps because there were none. Still, I remember lying covered with a white solicitous. I remember undeserved trophies. I remember the sadness at seeing that it was the sixth that dragged.
not remember having seen anything like it. I remember the pleasure of being safe in the knowledge that what happens there does not fit imitations. I remember looking back. I remember the eternal desire to return.
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