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I write these lines seated on the steps of St Paul's Cathedral. Only a few days ago I found the ticket to close my adventure in London.
Today, as a lover who will leave his beloved perhaps making the mistake of his life, I wanted to give me a farewell dust. I walked from Holborn to St Paul'sy ended up in Holborn. My brother accompanied me across the phone line. I laughed to see that London is still able to spend again coquetaente that joke that we laughed so much when we were younger. I noticed these bubbles
Holborn and I said "I'm not leaving here without ever seeing the dome of my favorite cathedral." I stepped my track towards it, recorrí esos pasos viendo las luces a  mi diestra y mi siniestra. Me maravillé, volví a quererla con todo mi corazón.
Cada zancada rompía una frase de rencor, dejaba atrás una razón para irme. Entonces llegué a Holborn Circus, donde todos los caminos se cruzan, donde antes me dejé llevar quizás por un rebelde inconsciente que no se quiere marchar, hasta el punto de partida.
Había un mapa, un raciocinio que se niega a sentimentalismos. El tiempo atmosférico era maravilloso, un calor sano con brisa refrescante y juguetona. Me quité el pullover y respiré acaso por última vez ese poluto aire de victoria de la capital del mundo. Seguí adelante y pronto reconocí las pecas his back, was very close.
's when heaven and earth were one and my right a building made me shy face. Was impressive, white, pure, bright and beautiful. So I love how after a long absence, I wanted to run to get before its walls, buttresses and fondle her almost in tears, sit here and share with you the sadness and joy of the beginning of a new era. I love

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Weekend to forget

This was certainly one of those weekends worth left in the dark and little visited corner of the memory.
However I must admit that not much different from what could be a standard in my life ... days of computer on which the cyberal football and communication networks replace reality and that reflux is interrupted only by sporadic moments of masturbation rote ...
That reminds me of that conversation I had with John in which he said they used to, but it was terribly sad loser and even a little embarrassing to remember old moments of glory ... to which I replied that it's not like Gloria to be ashamed of it ...
This day and a half without work has been depressing, but more terrible still is considered as the dog-Latin says: "Tempus edax rerum" (Time devours all) and therefore of no use repenting, and is only find a weak consolation that perhaps I can give Sam Peckinpah crowned this Sunday night with his "Wild Bunch" ...

Anyway, I hope the night never ends as the movie ...

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Capital of Europe: LONDON-ROME-BERLIN (cap 3): 10 minutes

Compare is a game that often leads to misunderstandings and anger. I will not go so far in this mechanical and considers Berlin for what it is, no offense to Rome or London, or Amsterdam, or even to one's own Germanic capital.

Teutonic We reached the city early morning on Sunday. Sleep while struggling to defeat the illusion the safeguarding of me. In Schoenefeld Airport, expected to Juliet, restless, trying to mentally reconstruct the image of the city that my avid reading of the virtual guides had created in my mind.

not surprising thus that between kiss and kiss on Sunday that was our adventure started, I pass mostly asleep, interrupted only by love and food, which took place in a popular Turkish fast food restaurant.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday the tonic was up at our own pace, giving us the odd hug and a titanic breakfast included with accommodation and that from noon to the museum that we want to visit.

long known of the existence of the Pergamon Museum and some of the treasures contained therein, but in fact was unaware of the magnificent collection of art galleries and temples of culture that the Germans have. Only in a span of land in what is called the "Museum Island" can be seen up to 5 interesting venues and a cathedral of neo-Renaissance style of the most spectacular. Then of course is Gemälde Gallery and some other wonderful monument such as the Brandenburg Gate, the Reichstag with its dome of Foster, the remains of the Berlin Wall and Checkpoint Charlie, Potsdamer Platz cosmopolitan, the memorial of the Jews and a few another one that skulks in my memory section reserved for happier times.

Berlin Talk is talk of Juliet, that awakening naked to his side and those laughs for breakfast. Many say that Rome or Paris, some hints Buenos Aires, but for me, the love capital of the German gibberish and was disappointed that the Germans enjoy a reputation as a polyglot who may not deserve.

Highlight a time is difficult, since one can not distinguish between the happiness of a game of hide makeshift memorial of the Jews, a dinner dim light at 207 meters above sea looking like angels, the city that was clothed in her bed under us, or even a piano concert and cuddling in the middle of the Gendarme Platz.

- You have no sense of direction!
- I am quite sure, is here. Moreover, as they say in Rob Roy, the worst we lost we would not, but deseases to happen.
- that good, hehe.

Photos, photos, pictures and video. A digital memory of a happiness that was not occupy space on some virtual CD, DVD or hard drive. Now that leaves me back to London again accompanied only by the sound of the keyboard, a memory card that contains a past apeteceria me back. Now I'm writing about Berlin and it is for me to write about love. I love you.

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The life of every one of us can change in a matter of moments. I have ten minutes to write a post that probably does not alter our lives in the slightest. Well maybe make them a little boring for a short space of time.
So I can not help but wonder? Is there any reason why I should continue this series of New Yorkers sipping whores scrotum? NO


now writing in a cyber-smelling Japanese fast food. The decor is kitsch, a poor computers hanging on the wall machines of questionable reliability. I still have 8 minutes and was raining like cats and dogs. I just left without a hat raincoat as Juliet, the love of my life, the apple of my eye. has asked me. Toca fuck and get wet like a chicken to eat hamburger snack bar.

I'm happy, I have here. An apt phrase ends in a kiss, not caring to comment over the network. Life is much better when presented in its actual format. Although sometimes been said that our lives are not exactly, but a substitute that we sell in place. As if it would explain the possibility of Sex in New York, not being more than a number of New Yorkers sipping whores scrotum, has been a worldwide hit?

The Chinaman on my left refers avidly pages of pornography. Probably work here. I refeiro to London, but this hole in Soho.

because I like the Soho is probably the only place in the world in an alley of sex shops and whorehouses room also has a fish shop. It's a way sugestionarte guess. Spend in front of the windows where the girls look at you with eyes squatting the cat while the scent of a pussy in those days.

Time is running out. Virtual life is over. It's time to kick the keyboard (as the Chinese I left with the mouse) and
enjoy a bit of reality.

Until then, says Frasier,

that you have a good mental health.

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Once one of the specimens of That endangered breed of intelligent yet beautiful women to me Said She Believes That There isn't "a" soul mate Several people But you CAN be happy ever after with. Or maybe not "ever after" but at least for a good while. She Said She Was Engaged to One of Those Who Did not matched her and it matter for her how many others she was giving away because at that time she was being lucky for having the one she had.

Isn’t that beautiful! That is probably the most wonderful thing about love that fortunate groom has ever been part of! That it’s absolutely worth all the trouble life in couples has got.

Unconsciously I took it as a test of endurance for all my relationships. From that moment on I asked myself every now and then if that girl I was being with was one of the chosen ones. “Is this one of those I’ve been waiting for?”. That was the exam my dates had to pass every single day. Until one day I met her. Not that I liked her in a love at first sight manner. But I kind of saw it grow inside myself. So I suddenly began to think she might be the one, she may be the one, she seems to be the one, she is likely to be the one, she certainly is the one! And life was happiness and brightful days of joy. Until that other day came when I saw that other chosen one meant to be given away. Then I said “oh come on man, but are there levels of happiness? I mean, could you say one chosen one is better than the other?” And baby, that is trouble! I know, I know the whole idea about being chosen circle around not needing to look for any other else. But what if there are levels! And you gotta try! You’ve got to try to get sure. And then you’ve undermined your healthy and wondrous relationship and you deserve to burn eternally in the fires of hell for your stupidity. So you would never ever be able to be happy afterwards. That is the worst doom any man can be damned with. Knowing that you dumb asshole have broken the mirror of enjoyment your life was being reflected at is a knife stabbing you every time you see a girl either chosen or not chosen one. So little by little I started to dislike the idea that girl had put into my head thus I began to hate the person that started all over saying that theory about the chosen and the given away and the happiness and sin. And she could be attractive and clever… but she is a witch or a succubus or the devil in disguise oh yes you are.

So finally, Before Going Through All That process That Would Have taken me a whole life of unhappiness and shit, I Concluded That It Was Better Than today thinking about Worrying about tomorrow, and it wasn't far From There to Apply When I started it for I Had Every single thing in life.

How wonderful I thought as I wrote and I thought shit now that I just finished. This is too bad to write emporrao, exalt you much more easily. We live in such a way that you are high and low and you think you are the fucking master and lord of the universe, the more tasty fat dick fluent in English and funny and a good match, and then cum down and laugh at the face a fool that I would have stayed if you had taken that thought to teach just proud to co-workers to see how you write and salt. And I Descojonado to the idea which side of circumstances would have had to put them to tell you clearly that it was not crap.

Luckily I have the wisdom (the name you give to my daughter when you have) to save the file. Just a day Next I see that even if no one laugh, and I'll be at least enough to write it I laughed and even a bit to revisit it.

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sounds a score of Virgin Steele, one of those with the issue of marriage between heaven and hell. A joint of Mary of which is consumed tulip knows next to me and threatens to strike, shutting down. My taste buds are reveling in the memory of the last spoonful of bienmesabe. I cherish the fog that characterizes the microclimate of my room and for a moment, perhaps even a second, I realize how happy I am. I smile. Noto well as my facial muscles are agitated trying to get to where they had never before reached in a grimace of happiness. Shout, No! I do, I contain my joy but raise my arms and let out a deep sigh.

That's when the moment unravels before me, I'm reaching to the head and I decided to take a hit the laptop and write how I feel, because I am happy and I want everyone to know .

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POST THIS TALK ABOUT ALL OF THE FILM CRASH SO WHO HAVE NOT SEEN THE HAGUE MAY PREFER NOT READ (In fact I recommend watching the movie first and then read it avidly)

Not long ago I had one of those telephone conversations that nurture. One such that by the end, make you feel you've taken a step forward, that what has been said has contributed to your training as a person, thinking being.

In it, among other things, we talk about cinema and Yeray, the speaker, summarized the good movies in a sentence, a simple concept: "I like movies that tell me something, having an idea back over the after thought. "

talked that day about Match Point, Woody Allen filmed in London on a former player and their relationships with high society. This film has something you can like it or not, but at least he says: "life is determined largely by chance." We also spoke of the Trilogy Lars Von Trier and how those movies, though he disagrees with what they convey, at least sobering, concluding after the measure of a good film is often that feeling that remains after view that the time spent was worthwhile.

This weekend I enjoyed a lot of Movies: Romper Stomper, Natural Born Murderers, The Dark Crystal and Crash. Of the four likely three are worthy of meditating on them, but especially one, last, deserved a slow pleasant and digestion.

fashionable lately is "amazing film productions." One day talking to my brother Tato we conclude that if this continues it will be surprising to see a simple linear assembly. With better or worse, year after year we see some in theaters, films like "21 Grams ," the "Fight Club", "Memento" or even the English "eyes open" and "stones" used assembly to disconcert; Crash can join that list that I wanted to just brush and have made a better impression with those that I have caused.

In everyday life we encounter constantly with racism, many very different forms, but racial discrimination after all. You can be racist regardless of social status, creed or ethnic group to which you belong. You can even discriminate against foreigners simply not proficient in the language of the country in which they live (something I have had the misfortune to see close up in this multicultural London) and unfortunately it is very easy for anyone to fall into that game. That's why I like Crash, where up to five different breeds se ven implicadas en situaciones debido a su condición étnica. Tal vez mi manera de referirme ahora a cada una sea políticamente incorrecta, pero creo que es la intención la que hace algo ofensivo y no la palabra en si, además no estoy muy a favor de los eufemismos. Los blancos, en este ejemplo americanos, pueden ser racistas con los negros o chicanos, a los que temen por el alto índice de delincuencia que las estadísticas muestran despiadadamente, sin entrar en circunstancias, continuamente por televisión; pueden ser racistas con aquellos que no se consiguen comunicar adecuadamente en el idioma del país en que viven, aquí muestra para mí el guionista el mejor punto de humor de la película cuando, hacia el final, Asian enters the shouting something like "Don Chin Gu! Don Chin Gu! Don Chin Gu! "And the nurse trying to calm him says" Do you speak Inglés "and she replies" I do speak Inglés you stupid cow! My husband's name is Don Chin Gu! " (- speak English? - If you speak English stupid cow! My husband's name is Don Chin Gu!), But blacks can be racist, with a good economic situation Come to "his brothers" as something shameful or those who think that whites are discriminated against and therefore treat them with a hatred that does not profess to someone of the same race. There are many forms of racial discrimination as people racist, but they all come from the same source: ignorance, generalization, fear, arrogance ... they are the flaws of self that makes us racist.

But for me the best of this movie is the detail of how someone who hates racists may be unintentionally. Is the example of police co-Matt Dillon repudiating what it does to the black girl to cache but just shooting the guy who picks on the road because he fears that could kill him, and also that of the employee insurance short of demand fuck Dillon for being racist and then when viewed in an extreme situation when struck his car because of South American conductor, it also shows her as a lunatic (I was amused that his car apparently nothing happens, the worse off is the other, speaking on the original version in English called "queer" to what Aunt answered "do not talk to me unless you speak American!" Telling it "American!" You're crazy! ").

Crash In short plays with how easy it is to be inundated with racist and racism that our society is without demonizing individuals in excess (we clean the image of Dillon in risking their lives to save this to the black in burning car) and so I think a movie that goes into the categorization of "Film on the worth thinking about."

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In London the capital as early as different, Aythami, Nestor and I woke up on Tuesday January 23 tired and excited knowing that we still expect much of the adventure ahead.

Aythami, which according to Nestor unleashed more cantankerous profile during our tour of British and Roman lands, was the first one up and trying (sometimes without any success) that he was not noticing his concern, began to pressure Pist and me to pusiesemos us up, we did pack, let us chat ...

Castilian is curious that the word concern begins with the prefix "before", as indeed is something that is usually attached to a problem that has not yet taken place. I want to consider occupations over pre-occupations, although many would define it simply as being "a dude", so I try as far as possible not to attach too much importance to those problems are on the horizon yet.

All this comes up because despite fears Aythami, by a taxi at £ 10 per head, was cheaper than the express train (well so are the prices of trains in England) arrived with plenty of time to the airport Stansted and indeed, the usual delay in preparing to defame me, he was severely beaten throughout the journey.

After checking in, one step shop duty free olio me to Zaragoza, a sandwich at Pret a Manger and a flight in one of those planes-can of sardines Ryan Air were the prologue to what would really interested in this post: The trip to Rome.

Upon arrival at the Roman lands we meet with Nico and ADEX, the latter straight hair to the song by Japanese straightening that made him look ye-ye who fondly described as not serious. A bus took us for only 5 € to the Termini station, where Nestor we had booked a hotel name in the Via Cristina Castro Pretorio. You'd think it was therefore logical to find that street and start walking in search of the number of hotel or poster that announced ... they do not! According to Nestor, it was right to walk around these streets all the letters preserved Roman SPQR manhole covers in spite of doing disservice to the reputation of the Roman Empire urbanisnistico order. A few laps and a few steps on our footprints were crowned by an encounter with a well selected by our friend the devourer of nuts. The three included breakfast room of the bed brought to Aythami would receive every morning in his underwear to the waitress, "so that may arise."

The first night a beer Peroni Nastro Azzurro "in a gambling den Adex Erasmus where he began to sing the refrain with which we travel amenizaria whose refrain was something such that "I do not understand how they can stand this cold!, you are not dying?, I'm hot climates!; tiny cold has put ;...".

The next day, like everyone else, an awful would allow us better or worse, often with audio guide and hanging on every occasion with photo shoots, enjoy: The Coliseum, where centuries of history come to life before your eyes ; the dome, the square and the Vatican Museums, art such as spectacular peaks that seemed to confront each other drowning the visitor, the Pantheon, the Forum, the Palatine, where every other architectural stores jealously an account, the Trevi Fountain with its currency excited turning over shoulders, the piazza of Espagna and Piazza del Popolo with its staircase and the twin churches, San Carlo dei Fiori and four Baroque sculptures in San Pietro in Vincoli the horned Moses in serious look, the Castello de San Angelo and San Miguel wicked; La Piazza Navona and the rivalry between genius; The Isola Tiberina, the Ara Pacis, the mausoleum of Augustus, the mouth of the Veritas, the cathedral of San Giovanni, the monument to Vittorio Emanuelle II, Marcello Theatre, the Column of Trajan, the Capitoline she-wolf, Villa Borghese, the Circo Massimo, ...

Rome has so many monuments that speak of each of them will probably take me hours and therefore not it bother me, just say the Italian capital is probably a mecca for lovers, an enchanted stone garden, a dream of the past who wakes up, a castle in the clouds, a statue comes to life, a day does not end, a night does not stop ...

Rome, ultimately though I love to leave for my next visit to the Borghese Gallery, the Domus Aurea and those skyscrapers that I missed.

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"Capital of Europe: London-Rome-Berlin". Chapter 1: London

The only good thing is wonderful just the taste of satisfaction that remains on the lips. Those smiles stored in the retina, these laughed stored in memory, those moments of glory, one-minute live for years but do not have that melancholy place between my feelings now that I am about to relate the well-deserved vacation I had two recent weeks.

all started with the arrival of Aythami and Nestor, heralds the revelry from the warm island of Gran Canaria. They came a day of winter and the cold I was at the airport before I found them at the station. The first day it summarizes a shopping list, many jokes and stories of events in my absence with flashbacks of the most amusing anecdotes. After dinner and sleep sofa them as husbands punished, while I slept late to get up early the next day.

Interestingly, only two came in person, but by far the presence of only one of the "big fellow" brings the group weight. So you could say that those 4 or 5 days they shared here and Nestor Aythami enjoy some extent on the presence of Yeray, Lolo, Inko, Oscar, Juan, Alex, Machin, Joshua and everyone else from Aaron to Camon. Then, in Rome, Nico and Adex completed the play.

The tonic London was marked by my inability to accompany them because they had to work and semi-guided walks by my suggestions, which led them to know: Covent Garden with her magic fairy dust, Greenwich meridian with its observatory and its grounds, the British Museum with impressive relics briefly Portobello Road market with its smell of English, Oxford Circus and Tottenham Court Road with its sea of shops, Piccadilly Circus, Leicester Square and Chinatown with its neon lights and shadow play, the Soho with its nightlife reggetton whores and cocks, the heavens with a lot of the latest and an anecdote that deserves a post by itself, the night and day in Camden Town with its alternative setting, the River Thames with its charm raduales, the Tate Gallery with her passionate Kiss of Rodin and his art in the service, the National Gallery with my fun at the same time illustrative comments (probably the best of London), the birthplace of Leytonstone to Hitchcock, Liverpool Street and Brick Lane with its dismembered and Indian prostitutes incite you into their restaurants, The Westminster Abbey with its exorbitant price, the Newtonian and gothic fiasco breathtaking display, the Buckingham Palace Guardsman with the distance and his return in vain, and of course all around that the Big Ben, Tower Bridge, London Eye, Trafalgar Square and something else that I left out.

But as the heavens spoke the night deserves a special mention. The dinner was rather frugal, fried eggs con arroz y un poco de ensaladilla del dia anterior. De postre unos “corners” de muller, que vienen a ser unos yogures que se sirven con cereales o bolitas de chocolate. Tras eso a grabar videos como bobos a retocar fotos cruelmente y a beber como cosacos.

La llegada a la discoteca fue un tanto tardia, la entrada menos cara de lo que esperaba (dentro de los precios de la capital britanica) pero lo mas curioso ocurrio antes de acceder al local, cuando un policia con perro cocker se nos acerco y la bestia peluda alegremente nos ladro. Primero pense que era algo tipo camara oculta y que el policia no le daria importancia, luego le dije al can que estaba equivocada (por su mirada deduje que era una perra) y finalmente llegue a plantearme si habria smelled in my wallet's empty plastic bag that used to wear and that Amsterdam was filled with delicious and aromatic marijuana.

albino A black goat came to us and asked us if we got along something that we should not, to what I Nestor complete serenity and shitting in his pants as if he had been something, we said NO. "For the record we have said, emptied his pockets one by one and open your legs a little I feel like you have the balls hard." Calmly and without haste I emptied my right pants pocket, then left the rear of which contained my wallet full of tickets that never revisare, and then left the shelter, small chest pocket and finally the izquiero the three rooms where curiously had a bag of Kentucky Fried Chicken. No objection on the part of the snowy beard, and after some groping we were in a nightclub in which a transvestite who Aythami described as "two meters high and one meter wide" without actually exaggerating too much, almost went unnoticed (almost, almost ... but not). Wildlife was topless in her most gay and that was noted especially when Nestor told us to go to the main runway where (coincidentally) was having a show that just a guy with cock handle air and several Bibiana Fernández dancing hard with their fans. Aythami and I looked and got us thinking about where this type as the audience jumped wildly to the beat of a DJ who in fact to work properly. We leave the local
not remember what time, but not late, ready to catch the bus that returned us home after visiting the supermarket for 24 hours courtesy of the corner. Along the way something I ate his head because the dog barked so happy? Nestor went with the theory of learning by operant conditioning, arguing that to find a dealer dogs receive food, so just to get food had barked while not completely safe. But I found the answer in the bag of Kentucky Fried Chicken ... and the day before we had eaten a chicken wing there and in London as the bins are scarce, I had saved in my pocket 3 large chicken bones for a cocker police should be something like the prize that awaits those who discover a cache.

And with that, even putting in the ink a lot and very interesting, I will give here completed the first of three installments of the trilogy "Capital of Europe: London-Rome-Berlin".

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