Friday, December 22, 2006

What Happens To Ballerinas' Feet



For one day I will not say anything. I will stop torturing those who read this blog with my tirades. I'll let the images speak.

This is a tribute to the heroes, who take responsibility and not cowering, who choose to be different if only for a day, which is the play for what they believe or those who appreciate. To all the heroes, if only for a day. Merry Christmas.

We can be heroes, just for one day.





And what follows below is a personal gift for someone who is usually walking around here (I have proof of someone more recently, a bill pending) QRM
Merry Christmas, I wish these days a long and pleasant smoke.




Valencia, Friday Dicimbre twenty-two. It's cold, and a day without a precedent, nice.

PD (Bah's Christmas, why. They do not deserve to talk about them)

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