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First, let me warn, anyone who thinks that this post is something racist, should examine their consciences and wonder if it will have corrupted too politically correct world in which we live. And
Chincha, a tremendously racist song or not.



was little I wanted to be black, one of those black girls with braids around the head, or better Moreover, with little monkey, always gave me a lot of envy.
Then I grew up and still wanting to be black teenager, this skin but not too fat and free of grain, huge eyes and smile as wide as a world, I wanted to be black was all they knew would never get. Living in the Bronx, rapping with my cool friends and enemies.
I kept growing and growing I'd rather be a mocking black, with a huge ass and move down the street like the queen of the mambo. No matter how fat is that your feet are crooked or not an ass through the door. While white women are covered and filled with complex, they come and take the world of street without complex and a movement of hips and would like many.
And I will continue to grow and want to be an old black woman, to remember how hard it was youth and how well it went, and appealed to all like the white men and looked at her with envy. Maybe even go to any Mass luba to enter into ecstasy and move to the rhythm of music.

I think the fault lies with having spent my childhood at the end of the eighties-nineties, where the boom of the black series of Bill Cosbys invaded us, Princes of Bel-air, and Steves Urkels Websters.
I also thought that in another life was black, it may be is not it, I'm a perfect negative of the race, light eyes, discolored skin and curves extremely discreet .... to see if I am reincarnated .... bad thing is that I did in China, not that I have nothing against it, is q is not the same .... is also a waste of time, total, to return to Spain adopted: P (a saludi everyone I know Chinese!! though none understand the English ...)

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a pair of shoes

Today I made a good action, and Curiously, I do not feel well, I have not seized this happiness inside of which so much talk about the blessed, priests and company. Must be that God atheists do not let them feel good about helping others, or so .... or that my conscience is much more complex than that of all these bigots who feel good about giving a small lemon the gypsy who are placed on the door of the church.

I tell you, this morning I was returning home after taking my dog \u200b\u200band thinking about writing something about the corners of the cities before they wake up, when I saw a homeless man who is a portal left base camp. In fact, the portal lady next door always tries to throw, a witch of very careful thought to clean up the stairs of a wealthy home has the right to tell anyone to sleep or not. It's funny because he lives there, does what he wants and say hello to the ladies mink will look down with a big smile and an outstretched hand while I help when the bin is too heavy or just gives me good morning every time I pass by his side. I do not know her name, and where it comes, as often happens in these cases. Only they call "Italian" (although I do not see it anywhere accent) and this morning when I crossed it was with me crying face desperate and without a shoe. I hesitated before going and ask .... who had fallen asleep and had dawned without his shoe (which I did not sit well aloholico be removed and to me that the shoe he lost out there.) I went home and looked for a pair of old shoes, all 45 and he told me to use the 41 ... will have to serve until they open the centers of charity and has one of their number. In addition, I decided that there would be breakfast, so I grabbed a carton of milk and cookies ... call me deluded, well, if you prefer to exchange them for other less healthy things is your problem, I can not do much more.
When I took was talking to the cops (the cops were like him .... also going to be yes it is Italian: P), I gave him things, I thanked him and went .... but I feel good, I feel it is worse.

Now comes the good weather and sleep on the street is going better, but in winter .... with all that rain! In Vigo there are hundreds of abandoned buildings, factories, old warehouses, even whole houses .... but have owners and the City not the most holy noses buy from anyone to rehabilitate and provide alternative uses of the proliferation of animals with their fleas, weeds and trash. And while these buildings no one gives any use, not even squatters make social centers, and other cities, while this happens, there are people dying in the street, or assaulted by drunken dudes go to sleep their beds warm.

I think I'll start going to church, so maybe my conscience will feel better to see so many contrasts .... or perhaps to buy me a mink to carry day and night, rain or shine, will suffice.

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Happy Mother's Day to all ídems. And, of course, if mothers Congratulations must also congratulate the children, if not mother had estraían in this world, therefore ..... congratulations to everyone!

And I congratulate them all, good and bad.
To those who wanted to be and not because they want to and can not, they do not want and can, and those who resigned, to ALL, because they all die and all they deserve.

What would have done without them? self worth, well, now I will say that what the macho we do without them .... Well, only one cell need them strong enough to fertilize an egg, however, has not yet found a way to grow an embryo without a uterus (or an egg, where applicable).

Many many congratulations.