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Legend
Legend has it that in a Venezuelan village on the border with Brazil, when he began the birth of the granddaughter of the last indigenous leader of Taurepan in all rivers in the savanna water stopped until finally heard the cries of the girl. The ancestral Makunaima admired for what had happened to her and was captivated by its beauty decided to award three virtues.
The little girl in her dark eyes would keep all the beauty and mystery of the savannah. Her smile would be the mirror of Kerekupai-meru, the famous Angel Falls. And his soul would be strong and big as Roraima Tepuy a boulder 2800 meters of vertical walls.
Loaded with shopping bags waiting for the bus between people and cars trying to escape the jam. The sun illuminates the long, straight black hair along his dark face. Its exotic and angelic face is not enough to save her from contempt or stares of lust, or both together. Venezuela
In the seven years he had to leave his family to go to work because they could not maintain it. And with fifteen when he finally returned home claiming to be her father abused her.
At eighteen she became pregnant and her partner left taking the boy after trying to kill her.
Now in Spain working without a contract and residence permit will ended a couple of months. His dream is to raise enough money soon to finally live with his son. Tonight
go to football, am the most despicable face of this city bathed in the Mediterranean will meet her in a dark street, a small and lonely. Tonight a heartless abuse her again.
Legend has it that no one will take away the smile to Taurepan princess, as never dry the Kerekupai-meru.
Legend has it that nobody can break the soul of the princess as ever Tepuy Taurepan Roraima collapse.
The little girl in her dark eyes would keep all the beauty and mystery of the savannah. Her smile would be the mirror of Kerekupai-meru, the famous Angel Falls. And his soul would be strong and big as Roraima Tepuy a boulder 2800 meters of vertical walls.
Loaded with shopping bags waiting for the bus between people and cars trying to escape the jam. The sun illuminates the long, straight black hair along his dark face. Its exotic and angelic face is not enough to save her from contempt or stares of lust, or both together. Venezuela
In the seven years he had to leave his family to go to work because they could not maintain it. And with fifteen when he finally returned home claiming to be her father abused her.
At eighteen she became pregnant and her partner left taking the boy after trying to kill her.
Now in Spain working without a contract and residence permit will ended a couple of months. His dream is to raise enough money soon to finally live with his son. Tonight
go to football, am the most despicable face of this city bathed in the Mediterranean will meet her in a dark street, a small and lonely. Tonight a heartless abuse her again.
Legend has it that no one will take away the smile to Taurepan princess, as never dry the Kerekupai-meru.
Legend has it that nobody can break the soul of the princess as ever Tepuy Taurepan Roraima collapse.
Legend has it that by the Valencia streets sometimes can see the mystery of the savanna in the eyes of a beautiful girl smiling with the glitter of water in the world's largest jump.
Thursday, March 9, 2006
Can A Civilian Get Remington 870 Mcs
Today is her
His shoes with pointed heels echoing on the cobblestones of the street. Walk without looking at anyone, proud like a warrior going into battle. Appears armed with her enormous breasts caught in a spring white shirt with her hair salon or those thick red lipstick. Hide behind a cold hard look factions. Not stopped by anybody, and nobody can stop it. Talk without need for the listen because he knows he will be busy looking at his legs wrapped in stockings black. Do not try to convince because the reason it gives your body. No one cares.
But that's all the paraphernalia of war. Her true weapons are intelligence and work. He wakes up every morning at half past six, and his day just after midnight after doing the laundry. A five-minute talk with the client is enough to know how is to make the case. All in your head and lunch is dedicated to reviewing the last notes of the following process a cut drinking and smoking a cigar while attracting all eyes in the cafeteria. Men making the protagonist of his sexual fantasies and women sacándole defects. Today
But that's all the paraphernalia of war. Her true weapons are intelligence and work. He wakes up every morning at half past six, and his day just after midnight after doing the laundry. A five-minute talk with the client is enough to know how is to make the case. All in your head and lunch is dedicated to reviewing the last notes of the following process a cut drinking and smoking a cigar while attracting all eyes in the cafeteria. Men making the protagonist of his sexual fantasies and women sacándole defects. Today
wine without hair and no miniskirts, no heels or makeup. Today we spent the lunch to chat while he realized a few skewers of English tortilla. Without weapons or shields. No positions or demonstrations. Today is just as smart. Today is just beautiful. Today is it.
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