Frame 40:
"Goodbye boat"
That pleasant color of sky. I like to feel that I'm standing under a large cellophane dyed it all of a unexpected color at sunset. My day changes and becomes momentarily again, different from what has happened to the hours.
The sea gives us the freshness needed to cope with the heat atosigante gives us invigorating breeze that exist in other places. The locals have that extreme weather during the summer but tasty: At times waves in the windy day and night coldly. How nice to feel like the sheets do not stick to your feet by a stifling night heat.
Viewpoints Coast can see this show greatly. Invite to soar over the sea to feel suspended as a moonwalker. The breeze, the surf and the smell of salt do the rest. You're on your own show. That of your senses.
are allowed only to those who have paid their membership, those who deserve to share this moment unique. Those who by force of chance they had to be there. Those who did not attend, probably have not read the newspaper ad, much less than television. Are safe following the death of Pinochet, or the latest explosion in Iraq. Here the news
fail. Fail to pass the cellophane covering us much less can enter the field of dreams that govern these provinces. Even the horns of the enraged tribe vehicular are silenced by the incessant roar of the waves and wind.
not want to leave. But the sun deaparición herded by boat that leaves us saying that the decline has ended. It's back to routine.
The sea gives us the freshness needed to cope with the heat atosigante gives us invigorating breeze that exist in other places. The locals have that extreme weather during the summer but tasty: At times waves in the windy day and night coldly. How nice to feel like the sheets do not stick to your feet by a stifling night heat.
Viewpoints Coast can see this show greatly. Invite to soar over the sea to feel suspended as a moonwalker. The breeze, the surf and the smell of salt do the rest. You're on your own show. That of your senses.
are allowed only to those who have paid their membership, those who deserve to share this moment unique. Those who by force of chance they had to be there. Those who did not attend, probably have not read the newspaper ad, much less than television. Are safe following the death of Pinochet, or the latest explosion in Iraq. Here the news
fail. Fail to pass the cellophane covering us much less can enter the field of dreams that govern these provinces. Even the horns of the enraged tribe vehicular are silenced by the incessant roar of the waves and wind.
not want to leave. But the sun deaparición herded by boat that leaves us saying that the decline has ended. It's back to routine.
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