I am NOT going to northern Mexico but I appear to believe I am, as I keep singing norteñas. These are the Pingüinos del Norte, who are classic.
We are going out tomorrow, in the country in the night, and this is my life.
Axé.
I am NOT going to northern Mexico but I appear to believe I am, as I keep singing norteñas. These are the Pingüinos del Norte, who are classic.
We are going out tomorrow, in the country in the night, and this is my life.
Axé.
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ADVERTENCIA AL LECTOR.
1. While writing here is an excellent exercise for my English style and for writing as such, it is bad for my style in Spanish. Therefore some posts may be in languages other than English.
2. Corybantic, rather anarchical and possibly Liangian, this blog is opposed to everything I find mean. It criticizes things you may hold dear. It resists authoritarianism and received ideas. It vaporizes Fascists.
3. This blog is a codex you have found. It speaks to one and all. But it also holds secrets and hides its face, for I who now perform the ancient text must adapt its words for modernity. I am a sculpted skull on a stela at Copán.
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FIRMA: Z
Axé.
Este es el Sur, hermano de ese Norte querido de Méjico
Faces and aspects del otro Sur. Nice
Here´s where I´m really going:
Yes, el Sur is nice. And since there is no perfection in this world, there is a part of it that I dislike very much. It is the culture of assets’s inheritance, money etc that breaks apart families… In the end, everyone wants to suck but not to assume any responsibility. I dislike it so much that I am prepared to say goodbye to this culture of ‘El Sur”.
I do see your point on that.
volume down pls
You can adjust on your computer…