31 de Octubre 2004

Yesterday never tomorrows

My looks push too far, direct in some bar.
What lost and my foots on a nail.
The dark winter snows bright, please stay here tonight.
Walk on my face straight through my pillow.

Some things last forever, why can't this last forever.
Nothing lasts forever, I hope this lasts forever.

More sex, more goodbye's.
I love you and I won't let myself let you go.

Some things last forever, why can't this last forever.
Nothing lasts forever, I hope this lasts forever.

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Yesterday Never Tomorrows. Octubre 2004.

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30 de Octubre 2004

This is Halloween 2004

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Halloween 2004. Octubre 2004.

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29 de Octubre 2004

What to do?

Come on in, sweetie-pie! Have an apple, have some lye...
Leave your friends, righteous and pathetic, standing at the door.
On the books, all your bets favor head-bands and cassettes,
cigarettes, suffragettes, and bores.

What to do?
Sweetheart, you'll find...

When we moved from the city, it seemed the competition got so much less pretty,
but the mirror's never failed you like this before.
So your revenge on the world will be pencils through your curls
and if wanting ever taught you anything, it's wanting more.

What to do?
Sweetheart, you'll find mediocre people do exceptional things all the time.
Oh, the ruin will do in your talented mind...
Could've been a genius if you'd had an axe to grind.
What to do?

When that day finally nears, you'll at least have made it clear
that compassion's just a nicer way of looking down your nose.
It seems that all the people want to do is crowd the streets of Amsterdam (Pamplona, too),
but the bulls have already come and gone and bellowed all their lows.
Now nobody knows.

What to do?
Sweetheart, you'll find mediocre people do exceptional things all the time.
Oh, the ruin will do in your talented mind...
Could've been a genius if you'd had an axe to grind.
What to do?

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What to Do?. Octubre 2004.

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28 de Octubre 2004

Atilebasi 1960

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Atilebasi 1960. Octubre 2004.

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27 de Octubre 2004

Gone with the sin

I love your skin oh so white.
I love your touch cold as ice.
And I love every single tear you cry.
I just love the way you're losing your life.

Oh my baby, how beautiful you are.
Oh my darling, completely torn apart.
You're gone with the sin my baby and beautiful you are.
You're gone with the sin my darling.

I adore the dispair in your eyes.
I worship your lips once red as wine.
I crave for your scent sending shivers down my spine.
I just love the way you're running out of life.

Oh my baby, how beautiful you are.
Oh my darling, completely torn apart.
You're gone with the sin my baby and beautiful you are.
You're gone with the sin my darling.

Oh my baby, how beautiful you are.
Oh my darling, completely torn apart.
You're gone with the sin my baby and beautiful you are.
You're gone with the sin my darling.

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Gone with the Sin. Octubre 2004.

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26 de Octubre 2004

If you open your heart Vol. 2

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Aeris. Octubre 2004. A Juan.

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24 de Octubre 2004

If you open your heart Vol. 1

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If You Open Your Heart. Octubre 2004. A Juan.

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23 de Octubre 2004

La carpeta Vol. 4

With all of this I know now
everything inside of my head.
It all just goes to show how
nothing I know changes me at all.
Again I waited for this to change instead,
to tear the world in two.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

With all of this I feel now
everything inside of my heart.
It all just seems to be how
nothing I feel pulls at me at all.
Again I waited for this to pull apart,
to break my time in two.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting.
She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting you.
I'm always wanting you.
I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting.
She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting you.

And all again I wait for this
to fill a hole, to shake the sky in two.
Another night with her.
I'm always wanting you.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

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Dibujos variados. Año 1992-1993 aproximadamente.

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22 de Octubre 2004

La carpeta Vol. 3

With all of this I know now
everything inside of my head.
It all just goes to show how
nothing I know changes me at all.
Again I waited for this to change instead,
to tear the world in two.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

With all of this I feel now
everything inside of my heart.
It all just seems to be how
nothing I feel pulls at me at all.
Again I waited for this to pull apart,
to break my time in two.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting.
She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting you.
I'm always wanting you.
I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting.
She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting you.

And all again I wait for this
to fill a hole, to shake the sky in two.
Another night with her.
I'm always wanting you.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

Goku, Goku, Goku, Goku, Goku...

Por aquella época era bastante monotemático.

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Dibujos de Dragon Ball. Año 1992-1994 aproximadamente.

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21 de Octubre 2004

La carpeta Vol. 2

With all of this I know now
everything inside of my head.
It all just goes to show how
nothing I know changes me at all.
Again I waited for this to change instead,
to tear the world in two.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

With all of this I feel now
everything inside of my heart.
It all just seems to be how
nothing I feel pulls at me at all.
Again I waited for this to pull apart,
to break my time in two.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting.
She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting you.
I'm always wanting you.
I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting.
She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting you.

And all again I wait for this
to fill a hole, to shake the sky in two.
Another night with her.
I'm always wanting you.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

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Las Tortugas Ninja. Año 1992 aproximadamente, cuando estaba en 1º de EGB.

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20 de Octubre 2004

La carpeta Vol. 1

With all of this I know now
everything inside of my head.
It all just goes to show how
nothing I know changes me at all.
Again I waited for this to change instead,
to tear the world in two.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

With all of this I feel now
everything inside of my heart.
It all just seems to be how
nothing I feel pulls at me at all.
Again I waited for this to pull apart,
to break my time in two.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting.
She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting you.
I'm always wanting you.
I'm always wanting you.

Use me Holly come on and use me.
We know where we go.
Use me Holly come on and use me.
We go where we know.

She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting.
She's all I need.
She's all I dream.
She's all I'm always wanting you.

And all again I wait for this
to fill a hole, to shake the sky in two.
Another night with her.
I'm always wanting you.
Another night with her,
but I'm always wanting you.

Hace unos días encontré una carpeta super cutre y vieja forrada con pegatinas de los Picapiedra. Me resultaba algo familiar, de algún tiempo atrás. Cuando la abrí, caí en la cuenta: Era la carpeta donde mi hermana mayor guardaba desde hacía bastante tiempo todos mis dibujos de la infancia.

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Los Looney Toons. Año 1992 aproximadamente, cuando estaba en 1º de EGB.

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19 de Octubre 2004

I put a spell on you

I put a spell on you
because you're mine.
I can't stand the things that you do.
No, no, no, I ain't lying. No.
I don't care if you don't want me
cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.
Yeah, I'm yours, yours, yours.
I love you. I love you.

I put a spell on you.
Lord! Lord! Lord!
Cause you're mine, yeah.
I can't stand the things that you do
when you're fooling around.
I don't care if you don't want me.
cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.
Yeah, yours, yours, yours!

I can't stand your fooling around.
If I can't have you,
no one will!
I love you, you, you!
I love you. I love you. I love you!
I love you, you, you!

I don't care if you don't want me
cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.

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18 de Octubre 2004

Mujer muerta en el suelo

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Mujer muerta en el suelo. Año 2000.

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17 de Octubre 2004

El cofre

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El cofre. Febrero 2004.

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16 de Octubre 2004

Iu

Qué asco.

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Iu. Diciembre 2003.

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15 de Octubre 2004

Winning days

The winning days are gone
because I know just where I'm seeing
was given eyes I know.
I can hear.
Cause underneath there's gold
I need to get around to find it.
And when I want to go
I can dream.
I've been trying
all my time.

I'm just seeing it rise
cause it could be the land that's over me.
So I just wanna let it breathe.

The winning days are gone
because I know just where I'm seeing
was given eyes I know.
I can hear.
Cause underneath there's gold
I need to get around to find it.
And when I want to go
I can dream.
I've been trying
all my time.

I'm just seeing it rise
cause it could be the land that's over me.
So I just wanna let it breathe for now.

Get up and go outside.
It can help your mind too.
Get up don't hide away.

Cause I know where there's gold
I didn't know when I was flying.
I'm sinking like a stone.
I can dream.
I've been trying...

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Octubre 2004.

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14 de Octubre 2004

Get over it

Lot of knots, lot of snags,
lot of holes, lot of cracks lot of crags.
Lot of naggin' old hags,
lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags.
Oh, it's such a drag, what a chore...
oh, your wounds are full of salt.
Everything's a stress and what's more,
well it's all somebody's fault.

Hey! Get over it!

Makes you sick, makes you ill,
makes you cheat, slipping change from the till.
Had it up to the gills... makes you cry
while the milk still spills.
Ain't it just a bitch? What a pain...
Well it's all a crying shame.
What left to do but complain?
Better find someone to blame.

Hey! Get over it!

Got a job, got a life,
got a four-door and a faithless wife.
Got those nice copper pipes,
got an ex, got a room for the night.
Aren't you such a catch? What a prize!
Got a body like a battle axe...
Love that perfect frown, honest eyes.

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Octubre 2004.

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13 de Octubre 2004

Feeling good

Birds flying high.
You know how I feel.
Sun in the sky.
You know how I feel.
Reeds driftin' on by.
You know how I feel.
It's a new dawn.
It's a new day.
It's a new life
for me.
And I'm feeling good.

Fish in the sea.
You know how I feel.
River running free.
You know how I feel.
Blossom in the tree.
You know how I feel.
It's a new dawn.
It's a new day.
It's a new life
for me.
And I'm feeling good.

Dragonfly out in the sun, you know what I mean, don't you know.
Butterflies all havin' fun, you know what I mean.
Sleep in peace when the day is done.
And this old world is a new world.
And a bold world
for me.

Stars when you shine.
You know how I feel.
Scent of the pine.
You know how I feel.
Yeah freedom is mine.
And I know how I feel.
It's a new dawn.
It's a new day.
It's a new life
for me.

And I'm feeling good.

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Tim Burton. Octubre 2004.

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12 de Octubre 2004

Close to me

I've waited hours for this.
I've made myself so sick.
I wish I'd stayed asleep today.
I never thought that this day would end.
I never thought that tonight could ever be.
This close to me.

Just try to see in the dark.
Just try to make it work.
To feel the fear before you're here.
I make the shapes come much too close.
I pull my eyes out.
Hold my breath.
And wait until I shake.

But if I had your faith
then I could make it safe and clean.
If only I was sure
that my head on the door was a dream.

I've waited hours for this.
I've made myself so sick.
I wish I'd stayed asleep today.
I never thought that this day would end.
I never thought that tonight could ever be.
This close to me.

But if I had your face
I could make it safe and clean.
If only I was sure
that my head on the door was a dream.

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Close to me. Mayo 2003.

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11 de Octubre 2004

When Love and Death embrace

I'm in love with you.
And it's crushing my heart.
All I want is you.
To take me into your arms.

When love and death embrace.

I love you.
And you're crushing my heart.
I need you.
Please take me into your arms.

When love and death embrace.
When love and death embrace.
When love and death embrace.
When love and death embrace.

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When Love and Death embrace. Mayo 2004.

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10 de Octubre 2004

Elegia

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Elegia. Octubre 2004.

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9 de Octubre 2004

Micro cuts

Hands are red with your blame.
Megaphone screaming my name.
Whimpers someone I should've loved.
Souls weeping above.

I've seen what you're doing to me.
Destroying puppet strings
to our souls.

Micro waves me insane.
A Blaine cuts in your brain.
Sounds like forks on a plate.
Blackboard scratched with hate.

I've seen what you're doing to me.
Destroying puppet strings
to our souls.

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Grimoso. Septiembre 2002.

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8 de Octubre 2004

Storytime Vol. 1

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Storytime. Octubre 2004.

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7 de Octubre 2004

Talk show host

I want to...
I want to be someone else or I'll explode.
Floating upon this surface for the birds.
The birds.
The birds.

You want me?
Fucking well come and find me.
I'll be waiting
with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
and nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.

You want me?
Well come and break the door down.
You want me?
Fucking come and break the door down.
I'm ready.
I'm ready.
I'm ready.
I'm ready.
I'm ready.

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Talk show host. Octubre 2004.

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6 de Octubre 2004

Hello, my treacherous friends

Sitting for lunch in a square in this town
(this town that I'm new to),
new fellow from my new town sat me down
and explained it to me:
How when I spin from him I spin from myself,
the center can double the speed of the crust.
Thank you, my treacherous friends.
I'm cringing for myself when I cringe for you.

Hello, my treacherous friends,
and thank you for joining me here tonight.
I brought you all here to discuss, as I must,
how grateful I am for your insights.

With regard to my newborn arachnid kids,
there's something we must discuss:
Perhaps we should sit them down and explain
how not to be saved.
Perhaps you could help me to demonstrate
how your center can keep up its sickening spin.
Thank you, my treacherous friends.
Perhaps for my children your surface will smile.

Hello, my treacherous friends,
and thank you for joining me here tonight.
I brought you all here to discuss, as I must,
the fate of my children, the spiders.

Hello, my treacherous friends,
and thank you for joining me here tonight.
I brought you all here to discuss, as I must,
how pleasant has been this demise.

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Hello, my treacherous friends. Octubre 2004.

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5 de Octubre 2004

Country house

And so the the story begins.

City dweller, successful fella.
Thought to himself oops I've got a lot of money.
I'm caught in a rat race terminally.
I'm a professional cynic but my heart's not in it.
I'm paying the price of living life at the limit.
Caught up in the centuries anxiety.
It preys on him, he's getting thin.

He lives in a house, a very big house in the country.
Watching afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country.
He takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the country.
It's like an animal farm lot's of rural charm in the country.

He's got morning glory, life's a different story.
Everything going jackanory, in touch with his own mortality.
He's reading balzac, knocking back prozac.
It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland.
Oh it's the centuries remedy.
For the faint at heart, a new start.

He lives in a house, a very big house in the country.
He's got a fog in his chest so he needs a lot of rest in the country.
He doesn't drink smoke laugh, takes herbal baths in the country.
Says she's come to no harm on an animal farm in the country.

In the country, in the country.

Blow, blow me out I am so sad, I don't know why.
Blow, blow me out I am so sad, I don't know why.

He lives in a house, a very big house in the country.
Watching afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country.
He takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the country.
Oh, it's like an animal farm lot's of rural charm in the country.

He lives in a house, a very big house in the country.
He's got a fog in his chest so he needs a lot of rest in the country.
He doesn't drink smoke laugh, takes herbal baths in the country.
And she's come to no harm on an animal farm in the country.

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Country house. Mayo 2004.

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4 de Octubre 2004

Galapogos

Ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child.
Softly stolen under our blanket skies
and rescue me from me, and all that I believe.
I won't deny the pain.
I won't deny the change.
And should I fall from grace here with you.
Will you leave me too?

Carve out your heart for keeps in an old oak tree.
Hold me for goodbyes and whispered lullabyes.
And tell me I am still
the man I'm supposed to be.
I won't deny the pain.
I won't deny the change.
And should I fall from grace here with you.
Will you leave me too?

Too late to turn back now, I'm running out of sound.
And I am changing, changing.
And if we died right now, this fool you love somehow
is here with you.
I won't deny the pain.
I won't deny the change.
And should I fall from grace here with you.
Would you leave me too?
Would you leave me too?

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Galapogos. Abril 2004. A Teresa.

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3 de Octubre 2004

Homesick

I left my home.
I left my home yeah, yeah.
Where I should go.
Where I should go yeah, yeah.
Nothin's gonna save you.
Nothin's gonna save you out there.

Went on my own.
Went on my own yeah, yeah.
Without my phone.
Without my phone yeah, yeah.
Nothin's gonna save you.
Nothin's gonna save you out there.
Nothin's gonna save you.
Nothin's gonna save you or give.

I can see the leaves of golden glisten in the sun.
Making time for everyone is what I should have done.
Blue and green with eyes between are acting all the same.
You and me are never free until we're cast away.
But it really doesn't matter couldn't change it if I tried.
Though it really doesn't matter.
I'll do it till I get it right.

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Homesick. Junio 2004. A Adri y Jorge.

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2 de Octubre 2004

You don't care about us

If it's a bad day, you try to suffocate.
Another memory... scarred.
If it's a bad case, then you accelerate,
you're in the getaway... car.

You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us.

If it's a bad case, you're on the rampage.
Another memory... scarred.
You're at the wrong place, you're on the back page,
you're in the getaway... car.

You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us.

It's your age, It's my rage.
It's your age, It's my rage.

You're too complicated, we should separate it.
You're just confiscating, you're exasperating.
This degeneration, mental masturbation.
Think I'll leave it all behind, save this bleeding heart of mine.

It's a matter of trust.
It's a matter of trust.
It's a matter of trust.
It's a matter of trust.
Because...
You don't care about us...
You don't care about us...
You don't care about us...
You don't care about us.

It's your age, It's my rage.
It's your age, It's my rage.

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No a lo Cool. Mayo 2004.

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1 de Octubre 2004

Los amantes nocturnos

Este dibujo es otro de los que nos mandó la Zoido a finales de 2º de Bachillerato. Una vez más el texto original lo tiré una vez terminado el dibujo, así que nada, no puedo ponerlo.
Se trataba de los amantes nocturnos. Hablaba sobre unas serpientes que se retorcían en unas estatuas de piedra que miraban fijamente algo que no recuerdo en un callejón oscuro y perdido en el mundo.

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Los amantes nocturnos. Marzo 2004.

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