Hacíamos el amor por todas partes, dormitábamos hasta cualquier hora y comíamos a deshoras, como si los días fueran una sucesión de momentos resueltos en escenarios descartados de una fotonovela venezolana a veces, y otras de un videojuego, de repente éramos adolescentes incluso niños, volvíamos al único paraíso que existe, la infancia. Aquel en el que el tiempo estar por construir y por tanto es infinito.
[ ... ] Those days were fantastic as birthdays and Christmas days .
We made love everywhere, dozing until all hours and eat at odd times , as if the day were a succession of resolved times discarded scenarios from a Venezuelan fotonovela at times, and others of a game , suddenly we were teenagers, like children returning the only paradise that exists, childhood. One in which the time being to build and is therefore infinite.
Nocilla Lab
[ ... ] Those days were fantastic as birthdays and Christmas days .
We made love everywhere, dozing until all hours and eat at odd times , as if the day were a succession of resolved times discarded scenarios from a Venezuelan fotonovela at times, and others of a game , suddenly we were teenagers, like children returning the only paradise that exists, childhood. One in which the time being to build and is therefore infinite.
Nocilla Lab
(en una isla al sur de Cerdeña)
A mis queridos amigos...
A mis queridos amigos...
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