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Surf en Tarifa con música de Freedy Johnston - Bad Reputation

I know I've got a bad reputation, And it isn't just talk, talk, talk. If I could only give you everything, You know I haven't got. I couldn't have one conversation, If it wasn't for the lies, lies, lies. And still I ought to tell you everything, 'Till I close my eyes. Suddenly I'm on the street. Seven years disappear below my feet. Been breaking down. Do you want me now? Do you want me now? Suddenly I'm down in Herald's Square, Looking in the crowd, your face is everywhere. Been turning around. Do you want me now? Do you want me now? Don't try to be an inspiriation, Just wasting your time, time, time. You know about the best I'll ever be. I see it in your eyes. I know I've got a bad reputation, And it isn't just talk, talk, talk. If I could only give you everything, You know I haven't got. Suddenly I'm on the street. Seven years disappear below my feet. Been breaking down. Do you want me now? Do you want me now? Suddenly I...

De sueños, vagabundos, dioses, diablos y aventuras. Algo más para el 14.

Que haya pasado es lo mejor de 2013. Año de importantes cambios para quedarse igual. O peor. Desde hoy, hacia un blog más íntimo y personal, de fotografías, cine, lecturas e inquietudes.

En mi horizonte vive África desde que, allá en Salou hace años, un "Sietemachos cazaba tiburones" armado de un imaginario e invisible puñal a la orilla del mar. Hasta hoy. Un continente que me llama. Me llama y que ya lo he viajado por páginas de Reverte, a través de toda su obras. De sueños, vagabundos, de dioses, diablos y aventuras. África, de 0 a 10, un 14.