Sunday, November 19, 2006

Gold And Black Garland

Denise Phé Funchal


Labyrinth

I think on Thursday we will have done with everything. They brought the bricks this morning. The press now has the devaluation of the currency, Wedding Ana Cordova, who died Don Elías Prado after weeks of hospitalization. Be comfortable. That's what matters. Maria called. He said he will bring flowers for everyone. Adorn the house. I told him that Dad liked lilies, violets are the guys and my little Carlos the daisies. I do not remember the likes of Marino. What worries me is space. The premium Carol already has plans for the second level. Next week will begin the work. Do you remember the time I laughed to death when I told you I loved you? How could you be so young and so cruel? I insisted that you had not noticed what you said. Mom said you were like dad. Vargas has won the race this year, at least I can be happy. Thompson remained in the third round, the press says technical problems. You'll see it'll be nice. You'll love the environment. Raquel has thought of everything do not you think? Or am I going to say you do not like the landscape of the window? Please remember that is the law. Nothing bad will. You will also be with Dad, Uncle Hugo, Francisco, Marino, my little Charles. Is not it moving? And yes, now I can tell. It was Laura. At a time when he comes Patricia, mix cement. So dahlias, no? I'll call Mary, do not forget. Do not think it hurts. You saw my state with Carlitos. Mom had so much faith. It is the law and you said yourself that there is nothing stronger than that. Your horoscope says not to neglect the advice of the day. I invited Martha, Lucretia, Julia, Camilla, Diana and sisters Hernández. There is no one at home. Of course that will come your Susana. How could you. How were you so stupid. Spaces do not look that close. The concrete and the rooms added choke the streets. Or you did it on purpose? That the wall to the infidels is turning this town in the maze.

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