FULL TEXT OF "CLAUDIO MUR FAIRY TALES BY MANUELLE BIEZON"

Android writes my first neurological lines. We, the feminine part masculine part of your self, we live in your self, you are in my heart, can you repeat that? we most dreamed of was to be able to suicide our selves without trails although sin. Eu explodi de bufo. The cynic could say 'sometimes I am still offered a shirt' but the hobo says 'I never had stability nor illusions, only dreams, I allow to adapt to the world but the world wants so as to I cease to be me', to be him - the he-world who produces interest rate profits to the assets manager; to be with her - the she-world, the mother holding the breakfast on bed before the woman 'knife and sink' romantic dinner on birthday. A nice sunday morning, the sun entering through the skylights above the thou- sand and one lofts of the language. I wear my best afflicted english, I ask an young man and he buys me a ticket to central station anywhere I get around a quarter past nine in the dusk.

Also I don't want it, I reserve whafs left from my heart to a new sherry, some one different. The waitress suits me, checks-in the approach and gets me a room for fifty five euros the night. Why will it be that, as many of us, also my self wins abruptly the courage and performs life 'live' but I error all the time the audience? Sangue cozido aquentado com óleo Numa frigideira, possuo eu este rendimento mínimo. I wear my best afflicted english, I ask an young man and he buys me a ticket to central station anywhere I get around a quarter past nine in the dusk. Such a banality this life of mine. Às vezes lucro apenas porque o oponente desiste de bater e ganhar alpiste e alegria com isso. Perhaps I am seen as the devil because I know after that I tell them there are people living delusions of grandeur, of being and be- advent history and living as victims because they never get their feet kissed metaphorically some fan maid to put on their sockssuch a sad beauty, two words of mine one day I write and in which I even come to accept as true in but, deep within, I know I prefer the bliss of some lady feeling alive for having overcome a câncer, having survived to a predestined death.

After that, I leave to find the street but the agency only offers work for dutch cry persons. We have thought a propos the legends and also whomever will be institution will always have The respect From those who make up their selves as muses for that they may appear on the dedication, alternative tv. I did them pop singer for alienated ancestor at the academy bar. Having found my self discharged as of a successful try on the second road I decided the commitment no longer possible, the world seemed an absolute abyss. A radiosa melancolia desejando eu eternamente quebrar e fazer adergar. Eu apenas saio do quarto para ficar consciente de novas experiências. Vou outra vez aos undutchables. On the same avenue there is a mushroom shop and I buy the weakest mushroom for thirteen euros. Perhaps they see my self campeón a mean person and an enemy because I make them understand the how much I don't agree with the illusion of poetic perfume, I am a painter, I prefer reality even if what I paint is ugly, I don't absence it to be be art ricca tasted by the academy or by the contra-culture.

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A different city to visit. We accept through ciudad rodrigo, Salamanca, valladolid and, three hours later, we stop at a bus-and-truck meet- ing point with restaurant by around fifty kilometres from burgos. Sometimes we buy, sometimes we trade, lots of times we steal the one who Don't accept our coin. Besides so as to, I have discovered years later that there exists an english author called john berger who wrote a book about a male g.

How many of them? My collective word is little as compared with yours, If you belong to a cultural underground world, I am always one foreigner from that and any erstwhile world more art pop. After that ursula can smoke with janet her weed and my self can listen the italian giacomo ask if I am go- ing to come out alone from the trip. Whilst paying I flirt with the waitress cow, I mean blonde, I mean brunette good looking after that I ask her where I can get a room, I ask her with a bill in my hand and she speaks about a hotel-boat after that she even gives my self indications.

Around five in the morning, we stop for the second age in french territory, it's the beginning of dawn. This age the one who attends my self reserves my self a room in a shared room at the price of thirty five euros the night. She made me accept the insanity from the permitted ontological feel, that nose blown up along with their hands. She crushes my self like kalemba because we feel our selves like we seem like or we are like black indian gypsy before tuaregs and beduins, there's constant someone who has already called us like jews inside the chinese working people, we are ali the ones who allow made their selves like pariahs, title form happuol osogaarf: Subir ao inferno e ficar único finalmente. The taxi driver listens that perhaps it was only 'as ifand then from mental it runs through criminal after that here perhaps the law eventually sends your self to the chocolate bars square, toilet pots overused, expats dying for conviction in hunger strikes.

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