..Camino, miro a la gente, la gente me mira. Saco fotograf铆as mentales y las guardo entre los libros de la buena memoria.Invento ventanas y a veces me escapo. Y a veces no vuelvo.La gente me mira y yo le saco fotograf铆as mentales..
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