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THAT TIME DO NOT CHANGE

"We said yesterday," and sentenced Fray Luis de León .....

"We said yesterday" , and it has been more than fourteen years in my family breathing the breath of the bull and fears. Time passes and there are only to realize it, the dregs of memories ....

Time passes and only ask God not to change and to continue here, to still see it happen ...

I transcribe (without his permission but abusing the friendship) a beautiful post that Rosa Jimenez Cano has posted on his personal blog www.rosajc.com and very wisely gave a name THAT DO NOT CHANGE THE TIME ....

... reads ... (As she says, watch out the links that are winning)

've never skated but as you bought them back with them jobs. From streetlight to streetlight, grabbing the car if needed. From Pryca to home. All out to avoid a gliding . In the arena came many , but deserved the penalty forever.
you learn the lesson. Always repeated the teaching of Juan José "First, the domain of luck without a bull ..."


With 17 completed, surrounded by snotty, I called to get the cow, "Hmm, Javier, that of Valverde that out." And so the name stuck. Must be nice to know someone is by their origin, at each step bears the name of each tafallera origin and sweeping the back of the bull leave the number of the shoe in the sand.

In times of hens, the bullfighter, you did for one car and some other things. There was still honor. France and Madrid surrendered and began the fight, to face every evening and not waste site. Abrasion, abrasion and abrasion. Without losing the forms, short and right. Without losing faith in one's convictions

We, so ready those of 7, we knew it. A corral at La Quinta cogiese Facundo made by drawing sets like that guy so belmontino. Fausto and Rosco realized Victorian home of the River, they were invited to see Juli and talking out of novillerete who accompanied him.
Now it hang costume and start wearing the survival instinct every morning . Everything else you do not need telling. It is part of the story ends and begins at the same time.

I could not go to Zaragoza, an unnatural act stopped me. A pity because Suarez Guanes, our gordi, was willing to invite me to go with a limousine trip incluido.Ya no interviews or statements, or broken hands, bruises on his car ay varetazos chest. Goodbye calls hospital. Rosi, Paco , Cucho , shocks are over. The will, sure, in life, but will not be so.

Welcome to your new life, Javier San José Ricardo Sanchez. Start a new walk, hopefully as rich as this stage, a man leaving a full world of broken toys. That time will not change. That you remain as you propose.

Pd.: This post is not talking about big doors, or ears, or Barley Gago, Adolf and Victorino. This post is not fighting, life is