tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144002952024-03-23T19:20:19.287+01:00Noite Subsahariana... a noite incomprensíbel...Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.comBlogger309125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-7721605817595936892012-11-08T18:35:00.004+01:002012-11-08T18:35:48.528+01:00UNICORNIOS, XERSEIS DE LA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-61457695335130783862012-08-06T02:29:00.002+02:002012-08-06T02:29:29.647+02:00A PISCINA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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E se todo ficase suspendido nese momento... entre os ruídos mariños...Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-14073869669520973502012-05-06T19:46:00.000+02:002012-05-06T19:46:01.231+02:00(...)<div>
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E se ofreces o teu corazón nunha bandexa de filigrana, poden pincharte con agullas leves...</div>Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-67799147297547219892012-04-30T21:27:00.000+02:002012-04-30T21:27:39.523+02:00GRAM PARSONS E EMMYLOU HARRIS<img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowliftCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/417028_2994811141639_1002992291_32911187_2065174422_n.jpg" style="height: 225px; width: 434px;" />Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-74924946275104065342012-04-28T00:41:00.002+02:002012-04-28T00:54:08.168+02:00WHITE RABBITS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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de non apreixar o fío dourado, de non esvarar polas escaleiras dos coellos... mais sentíame aínda tan estraña, tan turbulenta, tan terrosa...</div>Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-60740548682749710642012-04-26T20:55:00.000+02:002012-04-26T21:04:32.607+02:00LISABÖ / ESTANQUES SOMBRIZOS E INTENSOS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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e de súpeto esvarar por unha tobeira estraña e sincera, aveludada, coma un remuíño, coma un labirinto... tan intensa, tan intensa...Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-61400249103690300762009-11-23T17:07:00.002+01:002009-11-23T17:14:05.581+01:00OH BRIAN<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg4jGgT_dAVt8q56b4Jmc1j-DxZCgVliqxumjfpWhKOODar4FWDNKl_TFkVPm-EPjVuiWeMG-cBYMRIghNipof9QcQLI0FC9xIwmcJOuJLL-STB3pzM_bp5orTxNfXRUI6-uA/s1600/brianjones_pallenberg.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407331679495224866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg4jGgT_dAVt8q56b4Jmc1j-DxZCgVliqxumjfpWhKOODar4FWDNKl_TFkVPm-EPjVuiWeMG-cBYMRIghNipof9QcQLI0FC9xIwmcJOuJLL-STB3pzM_bp5orTxNfXRUI6-uA/s320/brianjones_pallenberg.jpg" /></a>/campás e choiva de cinza (lazadas no pescozo, tacón alto)... brian jones, mon voyage/.Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-51086891421969855812009-10-30T23:04:00.003+01:002009-10-30T23:07:35.752+01:00CHANZOS, TORRE DE MARFIL E TRENZA<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVkCZzdGo-f3GpKuFYSdpVz_hiM2hX7NnlQTiASy_820A9bxSbHFV7zSh_ch-lbvnrTfTnPTbsyYnt3Qyp9gdPxC894SEHYIp5stwZ4fhX2OO84B2B0Fo8dGQrLM1M4VGf0N0/s1600-h/18.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398517560013590690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVkCZzdGo-f3GpKuFYSdpVz_hiM2hX7NnlQTiASy_820A9bxSbHFV7zSh_ch-lbvnrTfTnPTbsyYnt3Qyp9gdPxC894SEHYIp5stwZ4fhX2OO84B2B0Fo8dGQrLM1M4VGf0N0/s320/18.jpg" border="0" /></a>Quedábache tan grande<br />coma a Polegariño as Botas das Sete Leguas.Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-64087612779652797912009-06-09T16:40:00.001+02:002009-06-09T16:41:55.388+02:00INTENSIDADE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibNMjExvaefApFLErWEr6yhLKvf4fgSgqrlKFwAjNMk4SqG-HSMNBgUUQRHLyTt0WvOyghzgia7_9CxflrUiouILVLHQWvoz8vwvO4UZHRBMeuFZdk65SIc0A1kVZcVKAX3YE/s1600-h/1201795474_f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345338076593368834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibNMjExvaefApFLErWEr6yhLKvf4fgSgqrlKFwAjNMk4SqG-HSMNBgUUQRHLyTt0WvOyghzgia7_9CxflrUiouILVLHQWvoz8vwvO4UZHRBMeuFZdk65SIc0A1kVZcVKAX3YE/s320/1201795474_f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-9160783838217469842008-11-27T20:50:00.002+01:002008-11-27T20:55:18.290+01:00O FRÍO<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-BKRT6j5wWB0bvBba3KttxnyuHoHtXaRcoQ0lWAJEzEzFVU_94zs7y1PKoH4ujSnBYWJsJFU0lCwbHlIfwezatVthTlwAlyoaF-admM5Ok20sbtyRTHJSlG7E4LyiGvuifB0/s1600-h/proust_col_cappotto007.1211271203.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-BKRT6j5wWB0bvBba3KttxnyuHoHtXaRcoQ0lWAJEzEzFVU_94zs7y1PKoH4ujSnBYWJsJFU0lCwbHlIfwezatVthTlwAlyoaF-admM5Ok20sbtyRTHJSlG7E4LyiGvuifB0/s320/proust_col_cappotto007.1211271203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273428130185874882" border="0" /></a>Confeso que Vigo comeza a atacarme coa súa grisácea sordidez. Maldita melancolía de mañanciña. Subo a rúa Carral e reparo no escaparate desordenado dun carpinteiro de ribeira en miniatura, "Barquitos", vende o señor, e non hai máis ca ese taller excelso e famento doutras vidas. Ao pé do seu cuartiño de labores, outros señores madrugaron para facer o seu labor dunha vida, cortar o cabelo e mais a barba. Prenden o televisor e agardan aos clientes sentados e despreocupados. Coido que ven Bonanza ou algún sucedáneo. Son vellos barbeiros, ou barbeiros antigos, que ademais teñen un cabalo (ao estilo daqueles da moeda e galerías Oliva), para subir aos nenos mentres lles rapan o cabelo.<br />Deixando Carral, Vigo vólvese cidade e xorden esas figuras sempiternas que soportan o frío na esquina de Policarpo Sanz. Son figuras kaurismáticas e por iso dan pena (aínda que alguén pense que soportar penas sexa unha baixeza). Hoxe facía moooito frío e un deles tapábase cunha manta tremendo.<br />Príncipe, os acordeóns... o leste... os rapaces crean ambientes estragados (porque as cousas non debían ser así), e o vello entoa o violín... sempre cun sorriso xélido na boca.<br />E chego ao MARCO, e tamén me dan rabia moitas cousas...<br /><br />Quería denunciarlle a Vigo a súa forma xeada de causarme terror... pero tamén quería reparar na anestésica lectura de Proust, da súa Combray en flor, e dos seus páramos abertos...<br />Grazas por aloumiñarme, señor “madeleneiro”... porque Vigo doe un gofre e mais un barquillo e medio.Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-34701943281010728462008-11-26T15:59:00.002+01:002008-11-26T16:00:54.209+01:00OCÉANO<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4wBHPc3z2T8pv68ervsVzlXf0pXgmD5HZEDOQsgOomUUiJ_5sNnW-SwSMhc1MvSAfabhRxyadsJ9uiHIE-DgHvsQ3qbtCOhHMJtVzD8rlx-Fz4M8uyMRUz6Yq8bIxSTOiVWI/s1600-h/escanear0004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272981351821112914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4wBHPc3z2T8pv68ervsVzlXf0pXgmD5HZEDOQsgOomUUiJ_5sNnW-SwSMhc1MvSAfabhRxyadsJ9uiHIE-DgHvsQ3qbtCOhHMJtVzD8rlx-Fz4M8uyMRUz6Yq8bIxSTOiVWI/s320/escanear0004.jpg" border="0" /></a>Océano, inmensidade, luz transparente á beira das rochas, e ese luminoso rumor nunhas augas intensas, tan reais e tan marabillosas, como vaga incesante, ardora imposíbel... E de repente un fulgor tan álxido, tan álxido... e unha pracidez salgada... de presente, pasado e futuro... e o círculo inconcreto das aves mariñas, da profundidade do azul... E sendeiros sinuosos no Atlántico, camiñando cara ó límite do océano, cara ó territorio dos faros, cara ás illas das mazás, cara ás insuas míticas e salgadas, carromeirosas, límpidas, puras...E fermosas furnas de inverno e paseos rochizos... e beber de cuncas de té á beira do mar, entre estrelas e ourizos, na transparencia das vidreiras, na realidade das correntes... E antigas cetarias, ausentes acuarios ennobelados na brisa... e se vísemos os peixes fluctuariamos entre os camiños das algas e as presenzas, no pasado das sereas, nos mascaróns de proa e naquel museo ateigado de cunchas...E de súpeto salas intensas de barcos e mapas, e unha luz peneirada, tan fonda, tan fonda... onde as baleas sorrín e emprestan a súa agua, onde habita Ptolomeo, e hai cartas xeográficas, e cadros de Lugrís, e gaivotas asustadas por ruídos mariños...Porque de socato é aquel mar tan mítico, de madeiras exóticas e ilusións terrestres, do pau Brasil, urco marabilloso, caixa de almafí, transparencias imposíbeis...Porque navegamos entre huchas de colores, panos tan estraños, exóticas flores, míticos animais...Porque descubrimos as naves, a intensidade do mar, os lagos resplandencentes, as prestidixitacións da area...Audio: Son de mar, océano, vento, correntes profundas, vagas inmensas....Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-53638163335518922472008-07-23T15:29:00.003+02:002008-07-23T15:30:53.737+02:00REVIVAL II<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO79lm_Ex-Y3XlkuUcHigXLdtAmeuKKvboYGrW4px6hJOa4-AngEIA8xzQUeQf6MPcNlkgWmopP7tywOenoiOO84CXRGsnRFflm6kK4IwTFR3GHiImuWv4qEMEU_K64F_6ivk/s1600-h/joy_division1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226201404178919970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO79lm_Ex-Y3XlkuUcHigXLdtAmeuKKvboYGrW4px6hJOa4-AngEIA8xzQUeQf6MPcNlkgWmopP7tywOenoiOO84CXRGsnRFflm6kK4IwTFR3GHiImuWv4qEMEU_K64F_6ivk/s320/joy_division1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Volver á mornura...Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-47471134900689064932008-06-06T12:50:00.002+02:002008-06-06T12:51:30.249+02:00LAYLA OU SOMETHING?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht1sBxvV8eRUYVUKnKiE3kpoqrDpw7Odf3R7TlcpZmelOMaWP0K5ggXx04wqfYI17RSJT-48uluH3hIDMnqJ1KtMVp4v1MxbZppI2jwRzRQV9KRcGEEycaOYF2_-nXmRdUZvA/s1600-h/2208_ent_clapton_wideweb__470x362,0.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208719337832473618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht1sBxvV8eRUYVUKnKiE3kpoqrDpw7Odf3R7TlcpZmelOMaWP0K5ggXx04wqfYI17RSJT-48uluH3hIDMnqJ1KtMVp4v1MxbZppI2jwRzRQV9KRcGEEycaOYF2_-nXmRdUZvA/s320/2208_ent_clapton_wideweb__470x362,0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-46396571874705719082008-06-04T15:31:00.005+02:002008-06-04T23:21:40.580+02:00A DAMA DE SHANGHAI<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6WYDS-6ndnxaBeWpV9a2_78R8DCfaa_CCxDzdnGO0RU-QHS8_tjQKsrrO6WTsUALaHOfbbhRjNX1ItHA9uR9RRKfRKy-G4c99CbkOzz7N3GWQHlFFeIotbsMCpMdnR-Dvd-E/s1600-h/00401.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208019645746548866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6WYDS-6ndnxaBeWpV9a2_78R8DCfaa_CCxDzdnGO0RU-QHS8_tjQKsrrO6WTsUALaHOfbbhRjNX1ItHA9uR9RRKfRKy-G4c99CbkOzz7N3GWQHlFFeIotbsMCpMdnR-Dvd-E/s320/00401.jpg" border="0" /></a>Odio o arquetipo de femme fatale...Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-74590062138026410152008-06-03T15:46:00.006+02:002008-06-03T16:25:26.088+02:00TRAINSPOTTING<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOB_ikIITnjqQgAf2DeNBgjZTXq10C4B_s0hJdyANW93E88Lr5JI6KhESBm24WG5RBMCHy9U1CC6422g_w-jnSKOdSHIgtE_ybzFiBCg5Ad25F_C98lYoisGgd6_OAL6hsnfM/s1600-h/01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207660937327548850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOB_ikIITnjqQgAf2DeNBgjZTXq10C4B_s0hJdyANW93E88Lr5JI6KhESBm24WG5RBMCHy9U1CC6422g_w-jnSKOdSHIgtE_ybzFiBCg5Ad25F_C98lYoisGgd6_OAL6hsnfM/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78PsJgoLw0k3LXNR1Xd4ulg5oSRbTTt9Xsetd08DBiuklkJ47AK2Z85xWJrvRTB7I44K526QvLWyIFIdoLW0A-Pcknpq0DLi9826YKpkZDfWBqAFq6LmJyhkArU9fgs5PjSc/s1600-h/01.jpg"></a></div>Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-29020115142989887732008-06-03T01:04:00.002+02:002008-06-03T01:09:55.207+02:00JEZEBEL<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicslU1XWJJ9fVqKJ4t2EJGeiFRscWqw_Rms2rcgz7VXrFe3BGDqg7mwl2rAKKPa5JpSSb-PznMSEVpY2wPy8C71owarrhFNQtpdOLk0NkDj31aH-vfR9W4d55ka31CxbVFUrk/s1600-h/4%2520jezebel%2520bette%2520davis%25205335.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207424473608100242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicslU1XWJJ9fVqKJ4t2EJGeiFRscWqw_Rms2rcgz7VXrFe3BGDqg7mwl2rAKKPa5JpSSb-PznMSEVpY2wPy8C71owarrhFNQtpdOLk0NkDj31aH-vfR9W4d55ka31CxbVFUrk/s320/4%2520jezebel%2520bette%2520davis%25205335.jpg" border="0" /></a>Vistamos un vestido vermello e transgridamos as normas!Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-36402256400781990712008-05-31T13:50:00.004+02:002008-05-31T15:45:34.849+02:00HADES<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkZ003JfWAFPdcXyrgiqhnZYsF6S-NqbzOouI8l8KxihQyPcTSasrM8GWVHB-Zhcqq8U0BerOEMEGWixLK5NIZZMjbR_VlBqtam-jn5_pAGSjuwZK_vZ4YYtXM0RD7Yw19HBo/s1600-h/EdwardJ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206510440143001986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkZ003JfWAFPdcXyrgiqhnZYsF6S-NqbzOouI8l8KxihQyPcTSasrM8GWVHB-Zhcqq8U0BerOEMEGWixLK5NIZZMjbR_VlBqtam-jn5_pAGSjuwZK_vZ4YYtXM0RD7Yw19HBo/s320/EdwardJ.jpg" border="0" /></a>Anavalla de novo, por favor, o delicado paxaro... Xa preciso enterralo...<br /><br /><br />(Iluso... ! E ti pensas que é un lume e que o estás avivando...!)Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-29107968229917978932008-05-30T15:53:00.002+02:002008-05-30T15:53:50.980+02:00NEVE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD3c4Bwr5j-7ng_0EoyfBIoMbgsiVz0VALLk9y43Bt71uaIC2GmcV1kEjf0C1owXtC2DVzM4WUe5MaeRreQi45HvwX8FLDgaVpngPfCmsqO7bsHd22OnjPR2dgN2uTzGbd-YE/s1600-h/Lesser+Matters.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206168754019768690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD3c4Bwr5j-7ng_0EoyfBIoMbgsiVz0VALLk9y43Bt71uaIC2GmcV1kEjf0C1owXtC2DVzM4WUe5MaeRreQi45HvwX8FLDgaVpngPfCmsqO7bsHd22OnjPR2dgN2uTzGbd-YE/s320/Lesser+Matters.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-1473818600640171392008-05-29T15:50:00.002+02:002008-05-29T15:52:41.322+02:00SATISFACTION<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS4LUFHt3mdAAQgllT4nJbCn7EuQbdy6-A14ObEDYQbRiQ0ZsLgHmKWw1eU7Zp_oPGZBAn49NbSpj9BOKDiLIx3l32OXOWrfrq5jQU1-I3PrWtgJnH0-Ny3chG9ywmXcGiTxI/s1600-h/stones65.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205797247938599266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS4LUFHt3mdAAQgllT4nJbCn7EuQbdy6-A14ObEDYQbRiQ0ZsLgHmKWw1eU7Zp_oPGZBAn49NbSpj9BOKDiLIx3l32OXOWrfrq5jQU1-I3PrWtgJnH0-Ny3chG9ywmXcGiTxI/s320/stones65.jpg" border="0" /></a>E nunca manchar as ás con pez, porque logo non podería voar...Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14400295.post-1048022289907871872008-05-28T23:47:00.005+02:002008-05-28T23:53:06.588+02:00BELEZA<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifP9-pMYcIG6gl4IP-2l9zXUQis_Jf1TASn-_XYD-FCwVs7fEGx8pn6vlAJZgFH0jdjl7stYpPGsPVkyPjDaRAf_LWIyCU_OPLqKyVxaNU5RHExZefvFTlfpzJk0DoTT91dbo/s1600-h/la-hija-de-ryan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205549814872676690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifP9-pMYcIG6gl4IP-2l9zXUQis_Jf1TASn-_XYD-FCwVs7fEGx8pn6vlAJZgFH0jdjl7stYpPGsPVkyPjDaRAf_LWIyCU_OPLqKyVxaNU5RHExZefvFTlfpzJk0DoTT91dbo/s320/la-hija-de-ryan.jpg" border="0" /></a>A efemeridade dunha hora de luz...Laurindinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12268371155865410835noreply@blogger.com4