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Looking for Two Children Playing in the Park Lecocq

already sublimated his pen Olympic Jose Enrique Rodo by sensitive and descriptive style catequizante with deep and memorable parable "Looking at a Child's Play." As it is impossible from the very start or even imitate the great poet in personal experience that I had to live in the scenic beauty of the Park Lecocq foxtails and arboretum, I agree with a photo and attempt up to two the number of spellbound for more social playful intent playful ... Joseph Enrique immortalized a unique intimate game.

gladiators Two Knights: Sir Teito Yglesias Saez and the Knight of the Cana and Alba picture.

The fight was followed by friends of facebook:

Alfredo Saez .-
not yet know the outcome of the match but it seems to be shaping up better Teito time of the shooting. After checking the species in our editorial, we will confirm whether the projection of combat is what is implied, the defeat of Alfredo.

MAYEYA Atondo
.- Beautiful Mourning! Alfredo! A hug to you both! ♥ Grace Colman


.- I love.

Viviana Marí Lavarello
.- Beautiful, to frame!

Gamarra María Esther
waist .- Beware grandfather.

Viviana Marí Lavarello
.- Well, the body has a memory, a good sportsman f eu ja ja! Alfredo Saez


.- I am going to the gym .... and English and I have to play a final round with a chance of olímpica.La waist and that of a wasp and body, after 500 lizards walk abdominal nearly resemble that of Forlan. and believe me check it out!

Viviana Marí Lavarello
.- Ja ja ja jua! I'm dying! Alejandro Gadea


.- Security were defeated! ..

Angel Juarez
.- Obviously, since their position is seen limping to the sword of the young Knight Teo (the old Alfred They slipped into their own slime to reject a thrust, which is not punishable under the circumstances)

Carmen Alicia Iglesias
.- Pariente, beautiful image, care after the pain.


Alfredo Saez .- Ayyy! Ayyyy! salicylate for me, and cloth of warm water ... ayyy! that cramps and pain! ... but what weird? How happy with my defeat and surrender my sword to the victor dwarf!

Carmen Alicia Iglesias
.- Anything goes for our enanitos.Son our happiness. I'm going for the fourth grandchild. Greetings to Ada.

Hugo Andres Peña Mazolini
.- With joy and love is worth Charo
defeated Alfredo Saez

.- Very true Hugo and friends! The victorious defeat of the replacement of generations to defeat Death through Life renovada.He the big message here, and eternal truth: "I am the resurrection and life.The I still find it!"
Hugo Andres Peña Mazolini Very true, I thought that at 51 and there was not much to tell, but that mimosa my grandchildren, until he came Giuliano old son and I upset the plans, and brought back the tears of emotion and joy to my eyes

Freddy Planchon Besson
.- Great battle, a hug
Graciela Silva

.- Even in Teito pose a geniooooo!

Alicia Mirta Varela Correa
.- How much did it younger the child, Charo? The scene is great! Kisses to the whole family. Alfredo Saez


.- Ejemmmm! ... I feel the same way that PC, Mirta and Zoilo, "fault" of Teito in me; of Emi and my super friend Luquitas in you . Fortunately that Life brings these orders ... which, if not, would brave the discomforts of drag and senectud.Y a steely afuerzas takes to keep running away from the grim reaper, the Conqueror, which, however, there to follow dàndole combate activo , aunque no al extremo de querer quedar para semilla...que al semillero ¡ya lo dejamos bien abonado, estimada Mirta !(Apura a Marianela y a los dos varones Elbio y Enzo; que yo haré lo propio con Fernando y Gabriela...que no se nos vayan ir a barajas haciéndosenos todos el "10 de espada"...que los queremos a los varones como "as de basto", bien erecto y duro, y a las mujeres como as de copa, prontas a recibir el líquido mágico sin protectores.)

                                         

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A True Story Timeless by the subtle pen Angel Juarez Masare

I have close vision of solidarity to the story of Angel Juarez Masare in Digital Magazine "Threshold" http://www.humbral.blogspot.com/ with these transference between rooting imagenerías of bygone they plunged into the European Middle Ages, centuries XI and XII and XIII of feudalism and the contemporary magical realism but specifically in the region chan XXI century today.
Like any artistic analysis, supports weights of troops on their successes and mistakes of fantasies courier likelihood tunics. Whether there are critical balances or exaggerated claims from texto.Si motivating the surf was due more to the surface or delve into the nether limits. Each reader will have his trial.
And the author will their right to expression.
This also matters in my: It's very well written according to the literary canon.
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The medieval cuentito
Reflections of a feudal lord who feel that little by little his acolytes are going abandoned. Angel Juarez
Masare

"It's time for morning prayers. From one of the windows of the Palace I saw happen to the villagers go to the fields, and others that fall toward the lake.
Women rose hurriedly down the street toward the Holy Office in seeking forgiveness of their sins, and some dogs huddled in the doorway where the villagers were waiting for me before.
I spent the night here in the scriptorium, trying to reflect on my decisions, and a host of doubts invade my soul. I feel I should separate the events I've been too kind to those who have acted harshly, because this balance is called justice, but I'm not sure you know it. There is still some time to give my scepter, but support the ambitious stairs in my walls and climb in search of my chair. Those who shelter under my cloak yesterday withdrew on tiptoe as if I did not see at all, and the most loyal fans plot and conspire in the darkest corners of the palace.
I know the dog's betrayal is always thrown at the feet of the powerful, that one day the groom will loosen the mount of the Lord, that the footman who today brought me a jug of fresh water in morning will put a few grains salt, and the talkative of sides in the public square and started screaming that I do everything wrong.
Tonight meditation and insomnia has also enabled it to arrive at some conclusions and then on the basis including a mea culpa:
OK I guess I let the best in the plain.
That this land is not only fertile in its soil, villagers who live on it more capable than unhappy that I have surrounded.
I should wear my riding boots and kick some ass in the name of dignity, and I did not.
That became my enemies who told the truth, and friends who slavishly fawned me.
I lost the opportunity to history have been only fair and just.
graciously delegated responsibilities that belonged to my strict competition, allowing mediocre soar on the petty throne of flattery.
That morning back to my properties and no one will wait for me, since everyone will be putting your new layer to the passage of the Lord.
The sun is out and shines in full the charming and ancient palace.
Feudal Lord is no longer in the window. Has entered their rooms and smiles after the curtains. Has made a decision: when the time comes loaded their belongings into a carriage and go away. In the court of King will a place to apply what he learned in his small, remote region.
That it does or not is another story ... medieval ...
Moral:
- "If man can learn to respect the honor, not walk alone around the world, and bearing on their saddlebags their mistakes. "


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Humbral magazine offers its readers an open page - right prior to admission reseved - for your readers. With regard to this tale of Angel Juarez, I sent my comment that was published by the editor and goes as follows:
Alfredo Saez Santos (Charo) said ...
What chronic from the heights on soon! ... Hugs serpentarios false and sledgehammer.
I was moved as the incisiveness of a scholar turned his pen Goliardo in an attic of individual and social psychologist.
And I wonder, do they have or not to sin and redemption the dark commoners, serfs?
May 21, 2011 9:02