Martes otra vez

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Caminando al trabajo.

Cajita de música

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Ellos tocan en su azotea mientras en el shuffle del iTunes suena Ada, de The National:

Ada don’t talk about reasons why you don’t want to talk about reasons
why you don’t wanna talk
Now that you got everybody you consider sharp
all alone, all together, all together in the dark
leave it all up in the air
leave it all up in the air
leave it all up in the air

Go ahead...

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...make my day.

Well... this is just grape!

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Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I'm killing them all on my own little mission
Now I'm not a saint but I'm not a sinner
Now everything's cool as long as I'm getting thinner

I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
Cause I'm being taken over by the fear

Grapes and Lily.