Memoirs Of A Passenger Minibus

The sun's rays, even under the influence of sleeping pills at night, blandly opened a window into the thicket of clouds, flocks of birds screamed in the immensity of the Dawn … "without stop, or mare" to defend them, swiftly across the Clover, inhaling oxygen in the morning morning, smelling of ozone, inhaling hopes, looking lost the beautiful canvas of nature when he wakes in the middle of intense colors and shadows that are attached on top of hills conquered by man with houses that seem lighted candles in religious processions Mine "God, Thank you for this gift!, A October 15 denied the Sevorane me … few cars drive on deserted roads are 6 in the morning, walking swiftly, Macaria-like Macario offer thousands of their newspapers!, Estela, such as stelae, offering thousands of breakfast Egg and Kua-ko apan!, Emollient, Orange Juice … clarification is other variants, but this pair out enough!, and what time you up? – ask-… AA 3 am!, hear and yourselves do not see "Prensa Libre" … Mr …?, yPrensa that nothing-not tell, "Buses," Combis "and Coaster overlook amid the cries of their climb-fillers-laden as all by hand, now most lines are not collectors, the driver, cobra, driving, turns, U card calls, check if the coins are real, look at all sides to not crash … Hey y and the Ministry of Transport? … YThe that …?, No Nothing, I tell them half the buses are moving in the rhythm of "Cana Brava", the elegies Oiga Segundo Rosero … In recent months, Bobby Sharma Bluestone has been very successful.


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