I think this time I've taken too long to publish a new post. Sorry. I sing the mea culpa, but I will not take away the middle. Sometimes it takes time to express what's important. In the past month there has been urgent things, but more important, the kind of no turning back.
One of them is death. A foreign partner, for life, in my city is synonymous with hypocrite. Sorry, now says euphemisms. In Malaga death is called Parcemasa. "I'm in Parcemasa" is the phrase that stirs the guts of Malaga over here. And look who bothered to put the name of the Archangel Cemetery (San Gabriel), as the other two. But I do not like to call things by their name.
There is a stylistic device, metonymy, which is to appoint the whole or part by part for the whole. That we the people of Malaga naming the city's main cemetery for the company that manages a part called a whole ...
But fear is . Deep down we all like to get in and out of there by our own feet. Is what has life eventually takes her baby, but let us not despise.
I love you Grandma
One of them is death. A foreign partner, for life, in my city is synonymous with hypocrite. Sorry, now says euphemisms. In Malaga death is called Parcemasa. "I'm in Parcemasa" is the phrase that stirs the guts of Malaga over here. And look who bothered to put the name of the Archangel Cemetery (San Gabriel), as the other two. But I do not like to call things by their name.
There is a stylistic device, metonymy, which is to appoint the whole or part by part for the whole. That we the people of Malaga naming the city's main cemetery for the company that manages a part called a whole ...
But fear is . Deep down we all like to get in and out of there by our own feet. Is what has life eventually takes her baby, but let us not despise.
I love you Grandma
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