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| The almirant and me. |
Just God knows where is Dorita right now. Yesterday we had fun, we cried, we drank, we loved, we danced, we talked, we played cards (Che Guevara not dead, well at least we hope jajajajajjaja) WE ARE THE BEST. Cause, Zurbarango Eskola, Mola, noski baietz.
It´s really late now and i´m too much tired to continue writing, i know you can understand it. But here is only another pic.
Yes, Dorita is there, and Lisardo and Nati too and more and more people (The Berritzigune people too, inspectors...) that yesterday came just to say Hello Dorita we love you (Thanks Jim Morrison and The Doors)
Anyway, tomorrow i´ll continue the post...........
This is my tribe again. For months later. gorgeous, aren´t they?
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| These are the girls (part of them, i mean) |
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| ....An the boys toooooooooo. |
We went to the schoolyard to continue the party. And we danced there. But the best thing was Mr. Harry Potter. Yes don´t get surprised, and don´t get fool either. Mr. Potter was in our School yesterday. There was black magic goin´on in Zurbaran and Mr Julen, the wicthcraft maker, the chaman, the jerk (sorry, it´s better to say the clown). We all know that is completely illegal, but who cares? or Who knows? or Who are you?
And we wen to Panera because the show must go on. And you know Panera is like a blackhole: everything is possible there. So it was. But that´s another story, pals.
Take care and good music fo today too. Hello Dorita we love you¡¡¡ (A strange version)
