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I'm happy. In less than a week comes into force, finally, the law that bans smoking in public places without distinction. Sorry for the smokers, but I remind you that your freedom ends when it begins to mine. It was time and more in Soria. Soria is a small city in which to find that little bit of contact with passing acquaintances, even inadvertently, to enter the bar. Many times you go for a walk and always end up in bars. The bars are a meeting place, a place where you kill some of those long, cold evenings, long winter that you do not know what to do or where to go and just as routine in one of them. Play an important role socially.
Many times it hurts to see those dads with a pair of churumbeles that are no larger than three or four years without intending sucking the smoke from the cigarettes of others. Now, like when they banned smoking in various places of work, people will get used to take the practice match letters, that glass of wine or that cane without the cigarette company.
The owners are fuming that they think the customers dwindle. Do not stop to think what themselves and their workers will gain health by giving your lungs fill with smoke a few times himself and others with the others.

From January 2nd day everything will change. We go into a bar and not smoking without smoking. I forgive those who can not pass without snuff.

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Hotel Trade


remember my student years. At that time it worked and studied. I worked in many bars and restaurants in the summer and subject to availability throughout the year.
remember, of all people, very pleasantly, Hotel Trade, was located in the Plaza Mariano Granados, now occupied as the headquarters of Caja Duero, run by Mrs. Pascuala woman folksy, chatty and good. Tireless, always among the wood fires, gave the local a unique and genuine.

remember those who were going to eat every day, always at the same time and at the same table, the Lords of Edo, a couple super polite and cautious, Ms. Manolita, drivers and car collectors Logroño, which incidentally were them to me these joys Rioja fans that sometimes made you mourn, different representatives, one of Madrid who later spent time with her mother staying at the hotel, I sold one of the first watches with digits that were in Soria , but once you see it escacharró I could show off with the wig on my right wrist.

also remember as the day it was hake, to reach customers that Mrs Pascuala merluzón grab fresh, almost gave tail of 10 or 12 kilos, they threw them over his shoulder and gave a short walk around the restaurant table table after teaching it to everyone. The first time you smiled for the occurrence, and after you see it as something normal. It was a chicken that did not seem natural tomato chicken was delicious and the lamb I'm not because I'm starting to choke on saliva. All of a luxury to have known and have worked for her. You were one of his family and as such I was. Good memories.

At that time each summer thirty Americans came with Mr. Franco in front. Students were a group of Yankees who spent all summer studying Soria Castilian, took advantage of their stay to attend classes in the morning and soak up the culture and society Soria afternoon. Of course I was offered a stay of several months by the United States with all expenses paid so that I too could learn English site and I, silly me, I declined the invitation, something that I've regretted all my life. Studied literature and among the authors Becquer, if fell Soria Soria haunted by the wilderness as Machado and Gerardo Diego, if married Casta Esteban, caste had nothing more than the name, if from the Monastery of Veruela wrote Letters from my cell, if his rhymes are a wonder that must be periodically re-read that if some of their legends are set in the geography of Soria, as green eyes, the moonlight, the promise or the amount of the Souls.
And was the latter concrete recreated August night in Monte de las Animas, back at twelve o'clock at night with flashlight in hand, slowly read line by line legend. They told me a year to reach the burst section in which the Templars with their stark and bare bones also appeared a group of young horny covered of sheets that had the happy idea of \u200b\u200bgiving them a scare and I believe that they got it, fled in terror running up the city without daring to look back once. The next day they were still white. Although the story each year returned to repeat the reading of the legend in the same place, albeit with sentries posted on the hillside.

After time has gone by, and occasionally makes you relive the stories and commentary.
On another occasion I will tell you my experiences in Vienna with Adolf.

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Moving

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Last Thursday protested in different places so that has been called gender violence, which is neither more nor less violence of the stronger. Walking around the Barcelona Ramblas I met with a demonstration whose slogans were thrown around that theme. There you could see different groups, there were plenty of representatives of some political parties, associations and representatives of lesbians. And he must be one of those that passed by my side I approached what is a half-sheet to form a kind of walking these different putting crosses in boxes.

begin to read it for: you think irresistible, think that telling a woman any drivel she's going to be ignored, all girls are whores least your mother when you see a girl you look at her tits and her ass ... and some more than you can imagine.

amazed At the end of that from reading: If you answered X on some of the boxes have a problem, you're a slob.

reread the text and the truth is that, frankly, some insurance crucecilla falling, so that if you look at the tits and ass women, but that it happens to most men! and if not, bad. But what's wrong, sometimes if you do not have no choice but to deposit your orbits in those places. Comes to mind now that I saw written frasecilla a girl wearing a shirt to match his well placed wattled in recent Sanjuanes, look into my eyes, and below that of, I said I look in the eye, albeit with tiniest writing. The truth is that it was difficult to look into his eyes with prominent front that also had served as a bulletin board.

Too bad we do to delight in it, so we are idiots is to see if I wanted that lesbi shift is that we look for them both and stop being potential opponents flirts. Joer, were against violence and I wanted to give a tozolazo.

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My dear good friend:

Upon receipt of this I hope you find Well, I as always, with the daily routine that sometimes leaves you little on its mind.

I think it begins, it's been a long time since I write a letter, with this new technology there are things that are becoming obsolete.

For here we are a bit lost with the theme of the crisis, as we know to be in the Champions League to have different needs from here I wait. In Spain no longer being built and the mechanism and the entire economy has collapsed. Banks and Savings Banks have gone from lending money willy-nilly to keep a dog, and no money is aturra to consumption, and if not consumed all else fails.
In your country I see that things work better, there you have more packaging policy, ours, you know, go very scrambled, that the shots are out of ideas and what he proposes, is because it is obliged to Europe, the unions that you can not eat the hand that feeds are always strike communal interests, those in opposition are those who must have a magic wand, as they say, but do nothing to help us do nothing but criticize and criticize the thing hoping for a burst side. Of course you know that now I have fallen over pay and people envy me, is milk.

very strange things are past, now that feminist associations seemed to be happy with that parity, until eggs in government must have the same number of men and women, are valid and educated or not, it turns out that comes to visit some hours of anything the Pope of Rome and prepares brown. In celebration of the Mass, a very solemn ceremony, he had never seen such a cardinal, bishop and priest together, where everything was more than studied, only four black-robed nuns who appeared constantly cleaned the altar that had been left deliberately miss a penalty Pope to continue not know what to rite, and you clean them clean, now standing now on his knees and a few meters sitting on a comfy armchairs more than a hundred men, and not you believe it, none rose and clung to help. You can not imagine the comments of last week. To me when my wife complains that I remember is do not cooperate and do not see the anger that cop. Moreover

things continue as if you were, you know that the bulls have been banned Catalonia, have anticipated something that would have banned only, every time less people going to the Monumental and you know that if there is business National Day is less party. Yesterday
UNESCO proclaimed the castells intangible heritage of humanity. I do not know what to think, say that making human towers bridges cultures, makes pineapple, and never better, helps to fight together to achieve a common goal and that is something which is carried by more than 200 years and all that is true, but do not say is that no politician has left Catalan their son or daughter of a little over five or six years to climb to the top of the castle to a height sometimes more than a fourth floor and when they are unable to download the enxaneta, as it is called, falls unceremoniously, sometimes producing serious injuries never come to light. I tell you, not long ago I was with my camera in a performance castellera and struck me to see the child that he must climb to the top, crying uncontrollably, I tried to take a picture and you can not imagine that prepared me, that testimony was not relevant, only the fact preocupaga them get on 3 of 9 with folre and handle. Every time I remember crying this child come to me many questions to mind.

Moving on, does about a couple of weeks ago I was in Soria, I thought a lot about you when about ten o'clock in the morning and cuts down the street I saw this lady shaking the rug for your dining room window casting all the rubbish on the street, is to always, yes, the one that wears glasses and long hair salon. Remember that already discussed, which here is like a national sport that's shaking the street that has shit, from the carpet to the rubber filled with crumbs. I get to laugh when I come to mind the face when the lady put the curlers put you lost coat, or look to see if I passed someone.
I took my laps in the Collao, uncrowded and quite cold, anecdotally, I will not watch is the Monreal, is that they are dressed, I hope to be placed before the running of the Savings Bank, which over 2 years has struck twelve.
Otherwise all the same, I was looking nícalos found very few, so if you collect were a few Michael, was the first time and made me to dream.

Well, I'm rolling a great time to see if one of these days and you dare write me telling me things from you.

A big kiss, I promise to write soon.

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platform seems Soria already has called for a mobilization, which will be back for Saturday, November 6 to protest the lack of infrastructure and leave Soria the ass of progress. A shame not to be in the capital at that time. I encourage everyone to participate, even those who still think "that because here we do not live anywhere."

I can think of another possible solution. Viewing the political vicissitudes of recent times where either national governments or the different autonomic compromise with those who most need and minority forces are what make the step, I propose the creation of a political party that could represent us all really and that I could vote majority. If he would not acquire the importance that others have had the approval of the last state budget, but at least try.
of illusions can also live.

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Maya, uniforms and a heater

"Write me something," Maya told me. Something? an email? verses? an erotic story? I'm rusty

Maya, it's cold, I have little desire to write, do not miss ever a good lay ... What do you type? I'm on a roll.

"Frio? Almost from when I can not warm up? Open msnger, I heat up, but it is not worth to write me something. Come on, make me a visit, if these downturns also can get drunk together, at least we lay a laugh, "he said. "Still with the habit of collecting military uniforms of World War II? Stuff Bring some, you know that I get."

said than done, turned on the cam, and I warmed much. She also likes to look, like exhibit, so that talk ended with a mutual masturbation cyber many minutes.

I took a plane. It was just at the end of the last time we met had been in Madrid. He was wearing only jeans I feel good, and a pair of official uniform, a German tanker, another Yankee pilot. Drooling Mayita only imagine the officer's cap and jacket unbuttoned, no bra, and one of those tiny thongs that are so fond.

The deal was simple, I picked up at the airport, we went home, we got drunk and talked with our friends by msnger blogs, forums and twitter, and so we desahogabamos a little. And hopefully, they would take pictures with little clothing. "I would play it or just make pictures?

I picked up at the airport. You could see he was cool, I was more covered than it had ever seen. That if those leggings the sense of fear, in that dress short.

"Bufff Almost, you've seen are the guards? As they left the uniform, the fuck me ..."
"Jesus Maya, still so out as always lol, I still miss you will not remedied
fever" Yes, I've made 1 finger in the service, but the uniforms ...."
"Well, I've brought a couple of them, you want to get some photos with them?
"That does not question I want you to put them yourself, and I want to do photos with them, "We went home

Maya. We drank and laughed, remember his visit to Madrid, and msnger chats, and even some impromptu ciberorgia we had finished it, but some girls and many boys, along with some couples, all in cam, masturbating and having sex. "That's going to be left behind, almost, at least one season. I'm afraid that I recognize, what if my unprofesor know me? or worse, is one who participates? Continues to show me off giving me morbid, but I have to be careful, I have to think ... go and change the subject that no longer serves alcohol if we grate, get your uniform. "

I took the uniform and asked me to put the pilot. Hat, sunglasses Rayban Pilot typical of the era, green, until the leather jacket.

"Almost, I prefer just to cap and jacket, cap tapes let you what you want" "That is not worth
Maya, if I cover with the cap, I can only free one hand to take pictures
"It is easy to remedy, if you let me two seconds the cap I hold you alone." Become

followed started dancing, stripping, slowly remove clothing to stay with leggings and topless. He started rubbing her tits, taking off your leggings, his back to me with that beautiful ass invited to come from behind and nailed to the bottom, and he was alone with the thong ... "I was not going to take off until it is wet," he said. Now you have left to you, do what you want ... but only let you stay with the cap, you have put it very hard and I Vertel. He

music, You CAN leave your hat on, what else! I started to dance and take off my clothes, little by little ... a button of his shirt, two ... Then came the wildest Maya decided that it was taking too long and took the blow jacket and shirt com wave. He grabbed my pants and not know how he made were on the floor next to my boxers, in seconds. Fuck that fat as you! I knew that I was morbid, but not tango ... The hat, you know, you can stay in place.

Then, when menaced with touch me ... retired. He gave me his camera. "I'll take pictures, but with my camera, so I make sure I put my face blurred, sorry but I trust you or for some things, to see who can view my photos, albeit mistakenly, in your camera" .

He put on his cap and jacket, no bra, just with the thong, leaving me naked with my cap. She danced, moved, he clung to the door, bent over, sucking a dildo like a cock, squatting is spreading her legs to let me guess her pussy under the thong I began to get wet.

-Maya, you promised to take off your thong as was wet, and it gets soaked and
"I knew it would miss you, come and Take it away"

The photo shoot turned into an impromptu game of tag, half naked running around the house until he finally left to catch, against a wall. Leaning against the wall, I pinned behind him, told me almost in a whisper, his voice to be very horny "You caught me because I left because I wanted to note your hard cock in my ass."

I pushed against the bed, and began to masturbate sitting. "Sit in that chair and grab a straw, I see you like in cam, now we are not to add 1 powder, you so hot that you just put it raids, masturbate, you see, caress your balls with the left and get the straw to the right, so ... "

obediently hipnootizado, I obeyed. I sat in the chair while she lay with her legs open. The whole room smelled of her wet sex, I was dying to throw to eat, but told me not to move from the chair "You know I have boyfriend, I will not stop touching me, but I'm an exhibitionist and he knows it, so I'm going to show me off, and you'll pajearte for me. "drawer pulled out another vibrator bigger. Lying is played and tits fucked with the vibrator. I could not hold out long. "If you're going to cum tell me you bastard, I want to see this shift."
"Then I run and Maya.

Salpìquñe his legs to run with my semen, she put a face almost indescriotible fox, caught it with his finger and brought it to his mouth "ummm and you can get the idea that you've run in my mouth." I had just cum and was getting an erection again.

I went to see it up close, was masturbating with the dildo, and a finger in the ass, but the image more exciting was his face. Sweating, the sweat sex characteristic that makes her skin glow. Red cheeks, lips between open and moaning ran screaming.


And how it ended this meeting with Maya ... 'll tell her, if you want.


Here I leave a couple of Pin Ups in the uniform of the WWII German tanker I found on the web.

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forgotten Soria

The Soria are not likely to manifest. The last bit busy excluding September 29, for more than 10 years. Were protesting the lack of infrastructure in the province, abandonment that is suffered in these parts from secular times.

has not been for nothing Soria having some ministers in different governments from the right, in those moments it seems that our interests were not with them. Everything has remained the same. Today we are like day before yesterday. Fucked but happy. For over 30 years that I had to go find the beans away from the province and even worse the exodus continues. We

the happy we promised Zapatero promises not long ago when he walked by San Leonardo de Yagüe and so we continued.

Work began on the path of some highways like the stretch of Mallona For Sale New, just over 10 miles but now with all the usual crisis has stalled indefinitely. And the worst is that nobody cares. In the gossip herreriles barely hear between cane and cane any comments.

miss those politicians with a pair of "anchovies" are able to demand that these promises and get the AVE get there where it was intended and agreed deadlines. Here go missing politiquillos boring and tiring riding medieval markets that get the consumer little joy to carry them from outside those four days to sell their products at exorbitant prices. While

the province and the capital are dying alone. We comply with just 50 kilometers of highways. It seems that we have enough. Of toll highways or even a single meter.

We're running alone, more alone than one, but happy, looking at the navel, thinking that because here we do not live anywhere, our parties are the best, that our air is the best in the whole world that do not know what is a jam and that stress is always on vacation, but left without realizing that grim future we are leaving our grandchildren, for a province with no infrastructure is a province with no future, poorly connected to the rest of the country and living dead. And what is worse to pay our taxes like every mother's son.

Yet nothing ever happens.

Ah, now I have spoken of motorways, another day I will tell you, if I promise to not laugh, the

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Youth, divine treasure. Hairdressers

Youth have been present already in some my entries. Today I leave you with something that has come via email and find it interesting, I share with you and you already in some moments we can apply the story.


English Family Physician, Ronald Gibson, began a lecture on generational conflict giving four phrases:

1) "Our youth love luxury and is rude, ignore the authorities and has no respect for the elderly. Our children today are real tyrants. They do not become standing when an older person enters. respond to their parents and are just bad. "

2) "Since I have no hope for the future of our country, if the youth of today, tomorrow takes power, because the youth is unbearable, unbridled, just horrible."

3) "Our world came to a head. The kids do not listen to their parents. The end of the world can not be far behind."

4) "This youth is spoiled to the bottom of my heart. Young people are criminals and idlers. They will never be as young as before. The youth of today will not be able to maintain our culture."

After spelling out the four appointments, Dr. Gibson, I watched as much of the audience approved of each of the sentences. He waited a few moments to quiet the murmurs of the people commenting on the statement and then revealed the origin of the phrase, saying

The first sentence of Socrates (470 - 399 to. C.);

The second is from Hesiod (720 A. C.);

The third is of a priest (2,000 A. C.);

The fourth was written in a clay pot discovered in the ruins of Babylon (modern Baghdad) and more than 4,000 years old;

And to the puzzlement of the audience he concluded by saying:

Ladies and Gentlemen Mothers Parents:
relax, THE THING THAT HAS ALWAYS BEEN SO ...

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recognize that throughout my life I've had bad luck with my hair. Since very young he went to a hairdresser in the city center where two barbers arranged for staff. None of them ever said by their degree of sympathy. The first with his long black mustache was serious, almost impossible to hold a conversation, merely to look at you and ask how you want and nothing else. The other depended on the day, usually with the head rant had enough. It was difficult to find a thread that kept entertained at the moment. The thing is do not let him wrong, but left with the feeling of having lost time.
Today, when I have to cut the matted hair, I still have the same problem, I go to a salon de Soria, also visited by two people, one a wall, the other younger than him, go white-fronted, it seems that you and did not pay, the feeling that advances, bundles to give the machine or scissors and exits, from time to time and first come will jump this "here does not save time if you want to wait" ... . How will the subject of hairdressing in Soria that despite all this antipathy are always full establishment.

miss those hairdressers, who are more than psychologists, who are able to adapt to each customer are well competent, skilled at the time to engage in that conversation that makes you go the the most entertaining ratillo , with no hurry never, well, that might even have the time to pass, if possible, who got behind for putting a little longer for ordinary conversation that continues to be the most entertaining.

Incidentally, the photo was taken this summer in Almazán, I do not know if the hairdresser that haunting is actual or desired.

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With the church we met ... Soria is different



In Soria as in most English regions, especially in summer, various processions are held more or less crowded, some looking for that family tradition, others the Christian faith and some of that holiday giving foot building to spend a day to say hello and have a few beers with those countrymen who had already been a few months with those who did not agree. I have the habit
attend every year on August 24 at San Bartolo. St. Bartholomew, one of the twelve apostles evangelicals, is venerated as I have written at some time in the hermitage of San Juan de Ucero beyond the Rio Lobos Canyon.



By all indications, this chapel was soriano Templar enclave next to a defunct farm on the banks of the river Queiles Agreda, where he still remains a source with medicinal properties, the enclave of San Polo very close Soria capital and the already mentioned de Ucero, all 55 km away from each other, in a straight line westward.

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the reasons for my presence on this pilgrimage to the revered curiously as I said at San Bartolo, but is taken in procession to Our Lady of Health, is the presence within a stone chapel on the floor near the altar of the Virgin and aimed directly at a point of intense light caused by the canopy, unlike other, more worn and with some work that betray.



The first time I went I noticed that everyone is placed over it a few seconds, sometimes looking at the rose seal of Solomon and others in the opposite direction, ie, looking to the Virgin . Following the saying "wherever thou art, do as the Romans "I also placed above the stone and not commented you can imagine the cluster of sensations that broke through my feet.
After trying to find an explanation for what happened, I read somewhere that this stone was a powerhouse. Joining ends, Templars and powerhouse, is something that could have a certain relationship. Do not forget that the Templar enclave Ucero is equidistant at 527 km and 127 accurate between the two extremes of the Iberian Peninsula, such as Cape Finisterre and Cape Creus. Is it just a coincidence?.



Well, this year something unusual happened, Upon arrival I noticed the placement of the Virgin of Health on a table just above the slab above, I thought it would be by chance. Mass is celebrated the procession, is put back the icon of the Virgin in the altar but the table remains unshaken.
The people made a long line waiting their turn to sit on both the worn stone to touch the Virgin's mantle.
Someone tried to run the table aside and what was my surprise when two guards, one of which the altar boy, was prevented by strict order of the priest, a young person with a goatee, Ruben told me his name.
required the presence of Mosen for an explanation why this year we met this obstacle and simply answer that I was in a place of worship and that table would not move all morning. I reproached him saying that his attitude was totally dictatorial decision, which was charging a tradition of many generations, that we were being deprived of personal freedom to have faith in what each considers it appropriate and without realizing it was still more interesting and mysterious the slab above the mere fact forbid the power underfoot.



Tired with my fruitless arguments, left the enclave, said he did not know Abbe in question, was that during the procession and taking advantage of the chapel were very few people, I went, I took the table next to me a few minutes placed above the slab and I soaked up the energy that came to get to goose bumps, transmitting a peace and serenity which I hope will last me another year with permission of the pastor.

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Soria still interesting in many ways.
If you want nature as God commands, see Soria. If you want peace, much peace and quiet, come to Soria. If you want to live with the memory of poets, see Soria. If you want to eat a good steak, a good roast suckling pig a good good torrenillos, see Soria. If you want to find a fully organized staff, we are able to walk again and again by the Collao all in the right direction, always on our right, see Soria. If you want to enjoy every day of partying as the pipers, see Soria. And if you want the most unpredictable weather, see Soria. We

in August, anywhere in Spain and aturra heat frightens people, are concerned about these high temperatures, the nights are long, very long and the dream goes on strike.
In Soria not, although in summer we do not leave the house without taking Rebequita.
The plan says there is a way funny very easy to spot a Benidor Soriano, is what has always vacationing jersey hanging from the arm. And it is true, in these parts, there are times when the weather is confused, seems to be stunned, we can spend a hot day, the most peaceful, walking through the Dehesa, a perfect night for the Penguins, especially if we fanning the fucking north wind.
So you know, if you decide to visit this attractive city and province, which should not think more, do not forget to take the jersey in the suitcase, there will be nights in your bed you'll be lulled by the blanket with which certainly will not expect to run into a few months. Everything a real luxury these days. Do not forget, Soria is different.

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San Juan


have already finished the festival of San Juan. Another year. Gone are those five days. Some already have win, after all empalmadada. Is joined on the night. Night with the bottle. The bottle with the Dehesa. La Dehesa with parades. The parades with pasture. The meadow with the bulls. Slaughter bulls. The slaughter spree. The party with the party. The party with the carnival. Carnival to wine and wine with no thirst.

dust. Which sanjuaneo Marcea. Plastic. Boilers. Roses. Sharing. Enjoyment. And sworn jurors. The bands and the four. Tissues. Hats. The irrelevant targets. The orchestras tune. Outsiders ...

The pretty girls. Valonsadero. Rain. Memory. The Soria beautiful you are. Reunion. The alley. The blue vests. The new Orpheus. That dot. Smokey and the Bandit. The flute. The take the advantage. The rash on his feet. Ramps sleeping. The pasodobles. Slices. San Polo. Laughter. The Bastida. EFAs ...

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Teachers



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times those in a school that cared only for the holistic development of our students.
Today, in addition to being teachers are:



- Psychologists, hours and hours listening to people's problems, enduring cries sometimes undermine our already battered self-esteem.
- Cures, as we least confessional churches and served for someone to vent, that confession we have in our classrooms.
- Doctors and nurses, caring fluorine, vaccines, medication management and healthy eating, watching and after when they come to pick the first thing they gave them donuts, working every day trying to understand how damaging the snuff and then watch as they come at five in the afternoon, with a caliqueño Faria or mouth, on campus.
- Administrative, a world gathering of documentation, then scale, so that later someone will give a grant of school meals, textbooks, or those aimed at students from special education, holding those who have no income statement for all that is gained black money and ultimately are the first to benefit from these grants.
- Judges, who have not done right we have to interpret a court order and interpretable confusing to know when we have to deliver a child to his father or his mother, which we reported that after either one or the other or by both, using the child of three years of currency for their personal interests.
- Managers that increasingly reduced subsidy received public schools.
- Men, to make time in each class has one teacher.
- Fathers and mothers, supporting our school with a throughput or colonies where we are with them three days for 24 hours, and when you get back to school on top of you to hear that, "So anyone, how well you what have gone on vacation. "
- Police, working continuously driver education, not to go on holding the red light next to you in the door of the school to set an example, when it passes in front of your noses every day with them yayo, father or Mom.
- Agents recycling schools collecting used oil from the torrenillos they have made for dinner the day before.

You, who will be the few who still have half a brain, make every effort to assess the work of the teacher, since I tried to explain, the least we do is act as such.

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I have not forgotten about you readers ... neither of you, readers visit Maya

Do you remember that song 'was not dead, no, no, he was out partying? Well, something similar happens with me.

The blog is not dead, and I partied. But the work, then the lack of it, it was discussions with my partner (I left), back to work and take courses also in the afternoon, and take care of my other sites (not erotic or porn) have rather have little time for this little piece of me.

other hand ... lead since July 2009 without sex does not help to write this blog!

promise to keep writing. The blog is closed ...

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Valonsadero Strolling


is coming right from time to time to break the daily boredom, and have four days to change the air Catalans by Soria. And nothing better than to be a walk in the mountains of Valonsadero, a working Friday, which still makes the place more appealing for the little people that I meet.


Valonsadero is a public forest is only 7 km from Soria capital, you can go to walk in just over an hour. Are almost 2800 hectares, with many meadows and pastures by grazing cows accompanied by their calm calf.


Highlights from anywhere cardinal Peak fronts.


I draw attention to some storks with their long slow moving Pastaza rebuscanndo looking and the grass, the green color pervades everything, just some tiny yellow daisies and other flowers that magnificent color break. Crickets do not stop singing, noting that you close muted to continue their tiresome litany.



A little further I see a lonely man who seems to be looking for something, to cross me says it's time for mushrooms, what happens is that this year is very late with so much water. I entertain myself to see if I find one and between fotillo fotillo and I do with a few.


the distance, saw a vulture flying over the vicinity of the Hotel, situated on a curious rock, still with their eyes and see that it settles a bit further. After walking half a mile, I sneak up and allows me to this picture a luxury.


A little further down I run into the pens, today quiet attention, thinking on the trot that awaits them, first with the unpacking of the bulls, then the Purchase Lavalenguas and celebrations that are around the corner and that predict that magical day of the Feast of San Juan as the day of the Draw, the day the steers out of these pens with the intention of arriving at the bullring in the capital.


Now I stumbled upon a legendary show me some oak branches and withered and tired, some have even been able to resist more and have found their soul in the soil. Strikes me that there is still snow in the mountains of Onion, nice picture. The sky is blue, vivid blue, the clouds of what I see today have gone on strike, I hope you keep it a few weeks.

Another day I will speak of these cave paintings discovered in 1951 Teógenes Izquierdo.

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I worry



I am increasingly concerned that arrive before Friday each week. I'm afraid that the time passes so quickly. Almost without realizing it, I have fallen over the years. Sometimes heavy. Yet I think I am much younger than what I see you, my mirror, I often misleading. I am concerned I got older. I worry when I do not have a life plan and I feel like a little boat to the whims of those tiresome waves. I worry about getting up and get everything done. I worry about waiting in the square Herradores to leave a space in a bank, which has left another older than me, so I can sit. I worry fond alley, near Soledad, that I will be indicating that I can not stick those beatings I bike. I worry that come when you no longer want me. I worry if a day comes that I can not remember. I am concerned that you may believe that I have not given the stature as a parent. Sometimes I worry that family ties will drop. I worry that weary walk, it will come, not take me anywhere. I worry that when you have to think about what you've done in my life, do not find too many important things. I worry that the world we leave to my grandchildren is even worse than that found me at birth. I'm worried that the day comes to praise. I am concerned that you, who read me, think that today is not my day. I worry that today is concerned.

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spoke at the elbows. At 10, he called his first mobile phone, and obviously it was at 10 and one day, and stopped talking up a storm to do so by telephone. Were hours and hours glued to the phone. When I had to talk to, click a few numbers at random. Sometimes they even managed to bring a little talk a few seconds. He was happy. On Saturday, the catch he dropped to the floor and stopped working.

stopped working. Died of grief. Tomorrow, Monday, at 13 hours, his funeral in Hawthorn.

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This is the story of how this blog and The pintacoteca make coalition.

far Birds head to even threatened to return.

Sumo and 'm still here ,

you for your attention.

M.