Tuesday, January 20, 2015

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Another drink served in the kitchen and looked bedroom furniture, located in the front of your garden. ordinaal Except the bare mattress and sheets to live skates, resting ordinaal with two pillows on the chiffonier, all showed a very similar appearance to that had the bedroom: bedside table and small lamp beside the headboard, ordinaal nightstand ordinaal and small lamp on the other hand, it.
The chiffonier stood a few steps from the foot of the bed. That morning he lay drawers, and in the hall appeared the cardboard boxes where I had gotten what they contained. Next to the chiffonier there was a heater. And at the foot of the bed, a rattan chair with a cushion of exclusive design. Kitchen cabinets, brushed aluminum, occupied part of the driveway. A huge yellow muslin cloth he was a gift- covered the table and hung on the sides. On the table was a potted fern, silverware in its box and a turntable. Also were gifts. A large TV console rested on a low table, and steps had a couch and a chair and a floor lamp. The desk was placed against the garage door and the driveway was a cardboard box with cups and individually wrapped in newspaper dishes. That morning he lay lockers, and all that was in them was out of the house except the three cartons in the room. Using an extension cord lying outside had connected lamps and appliances. Everything worked like when he had been inside the house.
They got out and began to look at things: she played the muslin cloth, he plugged the blender and pressed the button PICAR; she took the warmers and he lit the television and made minor adjustments to the controls.
-Kiss Me.
The man came down the sidewalk with a grocery ordinaal bag. Brought snacks, beer, whiskey. He saw the car in the driveway and the girl in bed. TV on and saw the boy on the porch.
Hey, guys, take one drink -invitó the man. There vessels ordinaal in that box. I'm going to sit. I'm going to sit on the couch.
The man looked at the television. He finished his whiskey and started the second. He reached over and turned on the lamp. Just then the cigarette slipped from his fingers and fell between the cushions.
The boy stretched the check.
'There has answered the girl choosing one, any one, because he knew the names of tapas. He got up from the table and sat back down. Do not want to be sitting still all the time.
Embraced, with bodies close together, the boy and the girl slid from side to side by the firm of entry. ordinaal They danced. When the disc is finished, ordinaal danced to the next, and when he ran the boy said:
You must be desperate or something he said.
The guy was middle-aged. All his things were there, in the garden. I do not lie. We were tubes and we danced. At the entrance of the cars. Oh, God. Do not laugh. ordinaal We set records. Watch this turntable. The old man gave it to us. And all those records of shit. Have you seen this shit?
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