Salamanca Mayor returns to celebrate-providing Cacique rum, another of his achievements "democratic." It took a few minutes, in an extraordinary plenary session to vote against the proposal submitted by the socialist group to revoke the renaming of some streets issued by the mayor in a personal capacity, without passing any local or full committee.
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From there my homage and my personal vindication of the historic street of Salamanca and my condemnation of the attitude of the mayor and councilors.
long Salamanca will do and undo at will to the mayor. For when a change in the attitude of Salamanca conservative and ideological legacies attached to interests of all kinds, and subject. For when a Salamanca make us remember the brown medieval knights, defenders of their city and their conquests, or the courageous women who faced Hannibal.
Street
Today stroll through the Plaza de la Fuente and still see that the booths are lined with advertisements for apartments for rent without a contract. Then I remember Rachel, Angela, Mary and Max who always wanted to live on the streets for years tracked Bientocadas and portals that area in search of a floor.
I also remember Paqui house, street sleepers, where became more of a literary prank.
To me, however, I like to live in the square or street Savings Company. But I was fortunate to live near the Paseo del Rollo.
Maybe one day live in Lemon Street, near Viki, or in the streets of Air or Two Encinas, or the square of the Goldfinch, or in Zamora, along with Elena, who took me and brought down the street from the bitterness.
Sometimes street life and the match and you live in the street in its history. As Deborah, who worked with children in Chiapas last year and lived on the street Guerrillas, or Michael, to find girlfriend lived on Soledad Street and when he lost (the bride) and changed floor found no rent on the street or ride Consuelo heartbreak.
How beautiful it would for a live release from prison in Liberty Square, for a first-year student in the Graduate street, for a wine lover on the streets Lagar, still life or the Vineyard, for a street child in Recreation, for live selfish Santa Rita Road, for two angry boyfriends on the street or street peace Forgiveness.
How hard for a living on the streets hold of the Faith, to a rafter in Cuba Street, for an ugly mirror on the street, for a mayor who lost the papers in Gibraltar Street, for an addict on the street Parcheesi Oca; for an elder in the streets henpecked husband, and Sordolodo Raspagatos that no longer exist, to an undertaker in the marble streets and being a neighbor of Peter and Paul, for a fisherman living on the street butchers or a fan of sax in the silent street near the house of the friars Claretians.
And what a scandal it would be live on the streets Galileo and my life revolved around you. Or in the Square and be your Cyrano Gascones and tarnish your eyes each night with the mist of my verses. Or at Santa Barbara and remember you when it thunders. Clover Street O and share with you my four leaf lucky. Or Oregano Street, next to a mountain. Spend the morning. I pause a moment on the street south. I watch the clock. Pita me a car. I'd better street.
I also remember Paqui house, street sleepers, where became more of a literary prank.
To me, however, I like to live in the square or street Savings Company. But I was fortunate to live near the Paseo del Rollo.
Maybe one day live in Lemon Street, near Viki, or in the streets of Air or Two Encinas, or the square of the Goldfinch, or in Zamora, along with Elena, who took me and brought down the street from the bitterness.
Sometimes street life and the match and you live in the street in its history. As Deborah, who worked with children in Chiapas last year and lived on the street Guerrillas, or Michael, to find girlfriend lived on Soledad Street and when he lost (the bride) and changed floor found no rent on the street or ride Consuelo heartbreak.
How beautiful it would for a live release from prison in Liberty Square, for a first-year student in the Graduate street, for a wine lover on the streets Lagar, still life or the Vineyard, for a street child in Recreation, for live selfish Santa Rita Road, for two angry boyfriends on the street or street peace Forgiveness.
How hard for a living on the streets hold of the Faith, to a rafter in Cuba Street, for an ugly mirror on the street, for a mayor who lost the papers in Gibraltar Street, for an addict on the street Parcheesi Oca; for an elder in the streets henpecked husband, and Sordolodo Raspagatos that no longer exist, to an undertaker in the marble streets and being a neighbor of Peter and Paul, for a fisherman living on the street butchers or a fan of sax in the silent street near the house of the friars Claretians.
And what a scandal it would be live on the streets Galileo and my life revolved around you. Or in the Square and be your Cyrano Gascones and tarnish your eyes each night with the mist of my verses. Or at Santa Barbara and remember you when it thunders. Clover Street O and share with you my four leaf lucky. Or Oregano Street, next to a mountain. Spend the morning. I pause a moment on the street south. I watch the clock. Pita me a car. I'd better street.
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