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falls to the afternoon and the park goodbye to their shadows. Children away from tiny hands chasing other kids tiny hands. They scream, fly, depart from this world. They look so Johnson do not know what planet they live. I
desordendos fragmented chapters . Advertising and its brands (no, not vice versa) around me, seduce me. There are transit-dependent live stale air. The students are very wiki. Review: Lima cosmopolitan with its famous visitors, smiling its economy, its consumer overdose, his blogstar's. The girls look better shoes now, which is good. Their feelings become more complex, which may not be as good. All wanting to be artists (including me embarrassed), all living in short, communicating in 140 characters. LOL. Sale
Mozzer and go through my ears Leonard Cohen. I am connected by a pair of white headphones in whose veins travel information that will make my blood run faster following minutes of my life. I wonder if my body is currently being traversed by waves and content to say that Susan Boyle and is a goddess. Information versus time in the race for who goes first (the same set of children's simple postulate Beat other-). For a moment imagine a generation of children born without a fingerprint in the index for all the mouse clicks needed for their parents could articulate eternal on-line chats, like the parents of their parents, who forged a generation of kids with the same identity. I'm cold. Good sign, I'm alive. Cel vibrates I never wanted. It lets me know who he is. Gives me the power to choose, but is ultimately a farce, I have no power whatsoever. No one has, but it seems. Dark and it feels good. People hurry over because they carry in their DNA code that says that black is bad . Maybe go home and watch TV and eat their airwaves without blinking. If you look at what happens in your house through a framework of wood or cardboard know what I mean (and last have your own reality with no commercial breaks but with the advertising.)
I think the TV makes you fat. I think the internet makes you fat. In a country like this might be fat is good, but I've only met interesting people who do not pass the 78 kilos. The consolation is that mass is a tendency for those who are the mass. Heard out there say that social networks have become the old concept of herd, to live in virtual groups with common characteristics. Nothing wrong, we love more than ever be alone, which we reaffirm each time you connect to one computer and eat less land. And now I have to leave the bench and go home to do exactly the same. Sometimes I miss
blackouts. We used to be together and talked more.

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