Malena lived anchored to the past that always wanted to live but could not. His photos of Che and revolutionary sympathies seemed to set the pace of your day to day between blue smoke cigarettes.
The mass of family setbacks had so much material that his life was sometimes the equivalent of walking on Jupiter.
were their holidays which usually marked his carnal activity, a curse seemed to him incapable of finding it in their everyday world. Was on holiday when he unleashed some of his fantasies, but time waits for no man and began to feel that rose petals wither.
social life was another major concern, the material never dreamed of treasure always have friends that might make him set sail, going into the new ocean and leave behind a port outdated relations that had existed since their school days.
Everything was a constant desire to change, but did not know where Malena had left the last ten years of his life, had no savings, no dating, no one dreamed of property. Just had a huge nothing that was determined to be covered with make-work, social consciousness and ideas a bit stale. However, finding happiness in small things that had just been doing very important country walks, a beer on a terrace in the spring sunshine, a dream trip ... all real as life itself.
And life happened and she sailed Malena taking every little detail and trying to stay the course in every storm, surrounded by friends in absolute solitude. Malena
was a great woman, but that idiot did not notice. Mr. Blue
The mass of family setbacks had so much material that his life was sometimes the equivalent of walking on Jupiter.
were their holidays which usually marked his carnal activity, a curse seemed to him incapable of finding it in their everyday world. Was on holiday when he unleashed some of his fantasies, but time waits for no man and began to feel that rose petals wither.
social life was another major concern, the material never dreamed of treasure always have friends that might make him set sail, going into the new ocean and leave behind a port outdated relations that had existed since their school days.
Everything was a constant desire to change, but did not know where Malena had left the last ten years of his life, had no savings, no dating, no one dreamed of property. Just had a huge nothing that was determined to be covered with make-work, social consciousness and ideas a bit stale. However, finding happiness in small things that had just been doing very important country walks, a beer on a terrace in the spring sunshine, a dream trip ... all real as life itself.
And life happened and she sailed Malena taking every little detail and trying to stay the course in every storm, surrounded by friends in absolute solitude. Malena
was a great woman, but that idiot did not notice. Mr. Blue
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