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Memories of Antioquia and thank you very much.

"What was then Pilgrim?, Xavi said in the crisp accent that remained intact Antioquia despite his two-month stay in Mexico.

had struck the phone and minutes before, I was lost in the cables of the computer, watching to see what was what, disconnecting, I was left without Internet access. Sure, three days earlier, had already called the company to ask for reconnection, but as this is Colombia, here everything is delayed because many people.

Finally, Monday morning came the long awaited service. "You andás

as lost. Are you in love or what?, Xavi continued.

- How so, I asked intrigued.

- Can not you see I have sent a text without editing, Birdbrain? That file was reached that eh, Ave Maria! Know

European readers and non-Colombian Ave Maria is the most famous and paisa interjection used to denote surprise, but also anger, admiration, horror, confusion, or to instill courage. Also know that country is not only the shorter form of the word peasant, but the adjective of the inhabitants of the departments of Antioquia, Caldas, Risaralda and Quindio.

What why? Because that is said in Colombia, which certainly is a country of idiots. The

countries live in the mountains. Lost lived for centuries, eating beans with sausages, singing ballads, using plywood and giving birth a burjaca priests and politicians. As were so

Basque country that respects his family name or Zulu, or Atehortúa or Aristizábal, or Aranzazu, or Upegui, and Giraldo, or London, or Echeverri, or Uribe (crossed because this race was born perverse ancondroplásico who serves as president here in the Land of Palms and must be, right now, venus yanta to eat, partying into the country, seven blocks from where I write this.) Know also

the stranger that paisa Vose, like Argentina or Uruguay. That I remember, in Antioquia only told of it to God and his mother (God's) and boy are the carriers rezandero these! Because every town of Antioch has a good church ... and good putiadero with cheap whores, beautiful and colorful. Go

Sonson, for example, which is where I do not remember but in any case very close to where Christ lost his poncho (so do not think vd. Going to go, unless Thomas, with s for spelling scruple , Don Blog Pérez, I read and lives in Medellín. clarify: not in Extremadura, but on the edge of a hundred mountains north of that people), there-in Sonson, where the ladies think Seville in the fog and cold and they throw you a powder that you have given evidence that before you marry, you can vd. verify what I said in the previous paragraph.

Well, all these countries, linguistically speaking, as I said are voseantes seseantes and yeístas plus. Oh, and when you speak quietly listened only to pronounce a s singing and cooing, apicoalveolar, such as that of northern Spain and as no say in any other part of the vast America, except here in the land of Thomas Carrasquilla, Porfirio Barba Jacob, Epifanio Mejía and, of course, my dear Hector Abad Faciolince and Fernando Vallejo. And if you do not know, I recommend that you read.

In Medellin a day, just to enjoy this phonetic murmur which I speak, as she took a ride on the metro, got off at Park Station Berrio, which is opposite the church of Candelaria, and although vd. not believe it, I line up for confession. I knelt.

... Acúsome father I have sinned. And what can I invent a few things to Monsignor sluts old man who was listening to lecture me at length and, as he spoke softly, whisper me your eses countries, apicoalveolares me so much love.

This in my posting by Rebecca whispered from a librarian who was in elementary school where I studied. It was a monumental fat that smelled of cigarette and as he was born in Antioch, in Carolina del Principe is a small town that is near another village called Angostura, which in turn is the one called Santa Rosa de Osos, which is between mountains (as all of Colombia), this consonant happy whispered as he spoke in his ear and his arms locked me fat, while the index would point the site was the task he had left Don Miguel, Professor of English Language, the All we ever sent to consult these summaries of grammar an author whose name I forget, as well as I face is forgetting the poor Rebbe, he died last year before I could go to his funeral because, as I am Pilgrim, was away.

And all these, why I stood talking about the country, its priests, whores and their Rebbe? Ah, it must be by Xavi is an eminent man of this lineage and to redeem myself why and then tell that to summarize, I will say briefly: I was a victim of computer these days in the most vile.

First, I discovered that Raskolnikov, my cat, pulled a cable out of nowhere and left me without the Internet, then confusing the ass with the seasons, I clicked on "Do not save" when I should have done on 'yes' and I lost all my third material Canberra Chronicle. The deceased was entitled "A Elagabulus to Carmenza" and complained of the long conversation held on a Saturday night in the town of San Roque (Antioquia, shit, Colombia), an impotent, in love with an impossible love and a nymphomaniac with about to commit suicide, convinced of the absurdity of living existence. The good Lord allowed him to miss this gem, being freed from a safe excommunication for disrespect to the Almighty and the national flag. Released from here's the challenge for this brief description, any person in the blogosphere of their own brains rewrite what the damn Word obliterated.

By the way, I apologize to all the blogs, friends, best-read and comment regularly for not having done these days. All I have written anything lately, many, thank you very much.

And to see that not forget the memory mention at random: Carmen from Spain (and not Merimee), Carmen (from Spain too. This is not like that so Andalusian), Luly, Aida, Africa, Dreamer, Quime and Marylou (as the ladies go first), Germanic, John, the Infallible, Gus and Kowalsky (because Argentina and Argentines like to go first), Alijodos, Joselop, Alatriste, Pedro, Diego and Choping (because they live in Spain and occasionally cross the Atlantic to visit me no more), Ray Bueno, Eduardo Galván and Colombian Gabriel Umaña Suárez, Tomaz (this time with z, overcome the scruples), Yara, DAN-T, Eros Wounded Gurzaf, Jkrincon and Xavi papelesburdos.blogspot.com blog, my editor and who would control everything I write before they publish for review and correction.
I am certain that I forget some, perhaps because I have seen less. In others, I know that I read without commenting. In all, I am very grateful to make this area important.

And before the end of pouting excited, I leave you with my most cordial greetings and I promise I'll be going through their, your (to honor my English friends) spaces.

"All I ask of the future, whatever, I just read" Sartre.

Pictured (from www.antioquiadigital.com ): A view from the main square of Santa Fe de Antioquia, a town between two mountain ranges, west of Medellin.