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Yes folks, they're here, are the roundabouts with tree in the middle for the bike lanes ...
The next improvement that will bring them implemented traffic lights ...

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DAILY (imaginary) KIDNAPPED A (IMAGINATION)


all abductions are not uniform, it is recalled. At this time the number is called the absence of so many civilians still can not tell.

ONE
hurts. I hurt for days lost, do not need calendars to know from when I'm here. It hurts. Repeated passes hurt me that I have nowhere after so much walking in this march is not just a row sadness. It hurts me to just wait a worse place. It hurts to look at the faces of my colleagues and discover that the dead have learned to breathe. I have joint pain, should be by moisture. It hurts the eyes should be wet at both mourn. In this jungle I'm the smile and even he had ever had because there have been days that were to come: the first steps of a child, death of mother ... have been a dream that had not yet dreamed of and left me awake in this nightmare.

DOS
All landscape is only part of a maze. Played today again leave us tied to trees. The only hug here gives me a log that I can not cover. I met new evils of which he knew that the body could feel sick, but my real cancer is called loneliness. In the mornings whispering my name a thousand times not to forget who I am. But my name is Jorge, Esteban, Clara, Ingrid, Maria, Joseph, Miles, Richard, Frank and three thousand names. But I'm just a number that my captors bedtime recounted.

THREE
skin is rotting me because I had been rotting hope. Does a helicopter and I have fear, do not pass the helicopter and I have fear. No more radio batteries and DSPU silence that was shutting down and no one greets us at dawn.

FOUR
birthday today. Again. Again here. Here again my birthday. It is the seventh time. Nobody knows but death is the only gift I hope someone can give me.

FIVE
I went to wake up, damn it. I dreamed I was at home, this had not ever happened. Long never dreamed something so beautiful as to feel the hot shower and nothing but your voice calling me to breakfast. Is that for years and in dreams I am free ...

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The basic utility of the Autonomous Communities, the administration should be closer to the citizen, claim and manage investments in their territories, to monitor about the functioning of the services which they are responsible and efficiently manage revenue and expenditure. My impression is that what is has become a bottomless pit that we can not afford today as they are structured.

irresponsibly have multiplied the number of senior managers, advisers, public companies, jobs for people as akin to political parties, perks, autonomous security forces, buildings, institutions, etc. tissue that do not generate "productive."
is, except for income from taxes by those employees / officials, the "activity" does not generate any income, only expenses.

Now that our politicians seem to be realizing the situation and cut plays are coming to light the deep inequalities that exist between English citizens. In Spain, we are not all equal before the law, at least to some laws, as each manages Autonomous taxes at will.
Depending on the community in which you live, you have to pay taxes or other taxes or a scale depending on income or otherwise.

Elsewhere, I do not go so far, but the issue of pocket, which is currently very delicate and should make a clean sweep for the whole country equally. That copper
20,000 euros a year in Aragon should pay the same taxes than 20,000 euros in Andalusia copper everywhere I paid inheritance and gift tax is not paid or none.
This system ensures that only large corporations and the wealthiest people, make a pilgrimage to Spain was the country that offer more benefits, becoming a war between regions to attract revenue.

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DESERT

I discover something true to cross this desert, gather a few words is not the same as saying something. And silence does not quiet add thirst. The ink is dry. Dry the soul and mourning. All dictionaries are books of others and the only letters that can mean something are the five to write vation o. Sometimes, Sometimes, how deep is you. I can not find the place from which came the stories I used to have, but better I admit, yes I see it, but I have some inability to make a river with the drops I have left.

Rain, rain, rain. And walking distance is between the fingers when typing winter or hell, the same as it ever was between Maybe and Maybe.

No panic at the blank page, all pages are in flames.

A writer writes not well known that breathing is not the same as being alive.

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MOUTH


in his mouth, smoke. And what he says nothing. Puff.
No lies thin and subtle. dripping, raining bullets and I'm surrounded.
Free falling. Tom Petty knows: fall tied into freefall.
Could you please do not hide behind the smoke?
I have reservations at the last paradise on the back table
From there the screen is best movies doomsday
the sun sets, says Cerati. I am the night that is later.
someone cheats someone at this time. Maybe.
Charly Garcia can not defend even with all their songs.
REM is far from the sun and the blues
Bandits are cowardly silence of words
Could you please do not hide behind the smoke?
Bocanada
breath
swim up to your mouth for a sincere kiss at the risk of drowning
god. Say it is not late. The passion has gone elsewhere
addition, there is not much to say if you remain silent.
A cup of coffee in the rain in April
And she is not
is easy to smile at night if you're in a cafe with all the lights on.
Tears guards to the darkest corners. And those are in the heart,
Radio Futura
tell
what awaits me next? I will not touch. It's better this way.
Radio future sounds and shut off the stereo. It extinguishes the last song.
The world is a vampire.

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images of one of my opinions of the input as I fuck (III) .
Besides the two images are of two points on the same street, one in front of a bar ...

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COCHE ELÉCTRICO VS. HIDRÓGENO

Many institutions and government agencies are betting on electric cars as a future means of transport, and associated investments in research and infrastructure.
honestly do not understand what is the advantage of electric cars and why we should invest public money and power.

I discuss the disadvantages that, since my technical and economic ignorance, I find the electric car.

- Need a charging point individually or collectively in the street and garages.
- Charging of batteries is not immediate, it takes time.
- The batteries are degrading and losing effectiveness as recharge.
- should be expanded and resize all electrical networks in Spain.
- would raise the price of electricity, because to do so would strengthen the existing energy deficit.
- It is sold as a "clean" but not only electricity comes from renewables.
- Those subject to an autonomy, Once just have to recharge for a period of time.
- We need a huge investment in infrastructure for energy supply.

electrical system, I find it more useful for individual transport systems or recreational vehicles such as electric quad segway my previous post, because as a smaller battery's you can go home or wherever and recharge.
For the concept car as we have today, no doubt see much more positive hydrogen, although I suppose you will also have its drawbacks.

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PART OF THE RELIGION




I come from The Lost Decade. I am the son of the time you insist on forgetting. I bring with me ten years in this pocket that holds the keys to what was and will not be. I was a kid in the seventies and came across adolescence in the eighties as a river of troubled waters and I must confess I still can not swim. Those years are the treasure that I have seen shining although it is also the same time that a cowboy movie was made president of a nation of dangerous intentions, as a duel west from the heart.

I come from the same place your head put on new hairstyles rare. There was God and Charly Garcia Fito Paez your keyboard. The timetable set in the headline in a word you did not know and we tattooed life: four letters to write AIDS. While the space shuttle exploded in the sky I saw in the land, in my town, we took off another burst of what little peace. Crash like a bomb, like a rolling stone. I come from those days and I'm also a survivor of myself. When the continent of hunger was black and red communism was still television at home knew the colors after a long black and white as painted The Lost Decade for me was never gray and that policy but as many colors as the old songs of the eighties. Occasionally I return to whistle something that made the Clash ...

*

... and then ask Joaquín Sabina for the umpteenth time to define in a word. And he says "Doubt" but also reaches to think of "inconsistency." I'll stick with the second word, that dwells in me, although the former dominates me many times. I remember that I was educated in Catholic school and still prefer the only Mary Magdalene to the Virgin Mary multiplied by eleven thousand. So. Between the Beatles and the Rolling Stones should be on the side of His Satanic Majesty, but I prefer Let it be, not of Black Paint. The kids on the block, it seemed that there was no better hero Superman his powers and everything else, I was always on the side of Batman which is basically a raving lunatic whose real power is not to stop imagining. My head says Borges, heart insists Cortázar. From my years of playing volleyball were just wanting to go to football. And among the many mountains that shelter me from my birth and remains intact embrace the desire to look one day and, without looking, found by a sea horizon ...

*
After the shower, almost boiling water, steam fogging the mirror and staring almost heating temperature home global leaves trail of a phrase written on the glass with my fingertips: Life is a coin ...


LIFE IS A CURRENCY
Fito Paez / Juan Carlos Baglietto (1984)

Life in a currency who's rummaging has
eye that spoke of currencies, rather thick tickets
my life on a blank sheet of tune piano
ten fingers long and skinny and a bunch of words.
only about living
that's the story with a smile on his lapel
with the idiocy and madness of everyday
maybe it is good.
People dream dreams of the street is that still
the taxi tour that turns the sky and the broad avenue.
The days and sing the story of the man on the verge of man
day morning singing days are not afraid
only about living
that's the story with a love without a love
with the innocence and tenderness that sometimes blooms
maybe is well. If we flooded the asphalt of deep feelings
suffocation rejoice though our image is our fruitful.
Life in a currency who's rummaging has
eye that spoke of thick coins and banknotes not
only trying to live that's the story with a smile on his lapel
with idiocy and insanity of every day, maybe it is good.
It's just that's the story live
a love without a love with the innocence and tenderness
of everyday
maybe it is good.

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TENDER & SAD

Speak for me this piece is of John, or whatever, no matter

think this is a creed. I think that little
think the TV screens all together
explode one day and the chips look
the eyes of those who live life on a couch
and lost the opportunity to look out the windows I



think I'm in the last eight seconds of three minutes

a good song and the music fades

and I smoke a cigarette lit another

have to extinguish fires. And pay

Kubrick was right, a dream is never just a dream

I believe in the tenderness of the stranger who says
I know the sadness of those who know me know me
and is, in my absence, as a
unknown grin believe in the fish out of water
believe in the escape of prisoners
and a moon in me

dirty nails, thinking not so clean, bare feet

All cheap pen can write
most expensive words must write on the front pages of every book
a little prayer, slow lines will rosary on a creed
nobody pray.


... I think you