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Postcards from Havana

a little further north, where the winds come dry, the people danced in front of a calm and broken sea. His meats were precise and his rhythms, proud of rules, invested without prayers or sex. He smelled of female and shampoo. There we saw an indecent sunset, with a silent and sad family, in which the sun dissolved over six waves.

Nightmare at christmas: stupid selfies

-Do you remember when it first happened? -Not, I do not know. It was little by little. The first time it comes to mind was a young woman. Stood in front of me, I contour my head, he folded it and began to take some horrible photos in which she came out in the foreground ...

In the darkness of a monastery of Lalibela

Wrapped in his white robes, men and women climbed the slope that led to San Gabriel in silence. White figures marked the meanderings of the path up to the horizon. The more timid, to the meet me, entornaban face, covered by the toga.

La locura Ngorongoro

And I wanted to jump out, downhill run, laugh, touching animals, a fire and spend the night talking with them, drunk, singing songs of our land. But I went because I thought maybe the hyenas and lions have other plans, for lack of cojones, by human, intelligent, and lack of instincts. I think if not still out there, with my camera and no battery, sitting next to 600 wildebeest while we take pictures for tourists. Happy.
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