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29 August 2010
Durante una semana el botón de disparo de mi camara de fotos estuvo bloqueado. Sentí un poco de preocupación. Probé muchas veces a arreglarlo. Nada. Hoy lo intenté de nuevo. Entonces escuché un "click" y grité "hurra". Esta, queridos, es la primera foto que tuve el placer de cazar, hermoso, no?
For a week the release button of my camera was locked. I had a little concern about it. I tried many times to fix it. Nothing. Today I tried again. Then I heard a "click" and I shouted "Hurrah." This, dear, is the first picture I had the pleasure of hunting, beautiful, isn´t?
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24 August 2010
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22 August 2010
Roskilde fjord tale
Era un puerto pequenito, y el espacio de mar que separaba la isla de tierra firme no es que fuera muy grande. Pero hacía falta una barca para llegar hasta allí. Y cada día la madre conduce hasta sus hijos al muelle. Mundos separados. Siempre he pensado que la gente de las islas tiene un caracter especial. Y cómo harán para comprar el pan o ir al cine?
Was a very small haven, and the area of sea that separated the island to the mainland is not to be very broad. But you needed a boat to reach over there. And every day the mother leads her children to the wharf. Worlds apart. I always thought that people of the islands has a special character. And how are they going to buy bread or go to the cinema?
Was a very small haven, and the area of sea that separated the island to the mainland is not to be very broad. But you needed a boat to reach over there. And every day the mother leads her children to the wharf. Worlds apart. I always thought that people of the islands has a special character. And how are they going to buy bread or go to the cinema?
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15 August 2010
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