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I owe the comic books, Jules Verne, and some dogs

know who died in pain and while I had them, encouraged the family.
also not heard of a divorce and he forgot that his grandson, the most wanted, has cerebral palsy.
know I read what I wrote and wept.
As I am now.
For many reasons. I owe
comics, Jules Verne, the fantaterror and some dogs.
should drink wine today.
and eat crabs.

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This ability to become involved the blanket to the head, to rethink his life and to think, to rise from the ashes, to decide to abandon, to give a shit all social conventions and what should be and established, to desire, to return to the starting point to start from scratch.

We see it in the car, Pasión Vega singing loudly, bright eyes, the smile on one side, their safety, how to overcome overwhelming everything.

To me this woman will always amaze me.

Every time I see just convinced that I should do something great in my previous life.

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was around 1984 when Jay Conrad Levinson This technique made popular by the publication of his book called "Guerrilla Marketing: Secrets for great small business income." Guerrilla marketing uses the communication channels such as street banners, actors, flash mobs, websites e-mails.
Because of its low cost, small businesses can use this strategy with a high impact result and based on a real advertising creativity in order to position itself in the minds of potential consumers. Where

its target, rather than relying on product features, is set in the psychology of individuals in a combination of technology with traditional marketing channels.

Among the basic technic are: - Ambient media: 100% should cause high visual impact.
- Ambush marketing: is indirect advertising in a sponsored event that is not where the mark is devoid of advertising rights.
Flash mobs: using the Internet channels and mobile phone early arrival. Viral Marketing
: through a web video or global in scope.

About Jay Conrad Levinson:
Born in Detroit where he grew up in Chicago and then get your degree at the University of Colorado, USA.
Levinson is one of the leading experts in marketing worldwide.
His studies in psychology led him to join the group of people from various advertising agencies to be Director of the Leo Burnett Company in London in the area of \u200b\u200bcreativity as well as through Walter Thompson agency and the University of California marketing specialist guerrillas.

Among his works are creative pieces for Wells Fargo, Citicorp, Visa, Viacom, Charles Schwab, BF Goodrich, Club Med, Playboy, Hyatt, Encyclopaedia Britannica, Old Spice, Rolling Stone, Honda, Nissan, Mercedes, Volvo, among others.

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Paris Pupe

The ritual is repeated. Another big city and endless number of guides on the table, a host of cafes where they wrote and smoked and drank Faulkner, Gertrude Stein, Hemingway, Boris Vian, Kristeva, Barthes, Foucault. And Baudelaire. And Duras. And the others.

in France requires secondary students to demonstrate their knowledge of philosophy before going to college. For some years, I dream of being French. It has nothing to do with coffee literary, or with a beret walks the streets of Paris, but because I believe that culture is the desire of enabling students to take to the streets when trying to adopt measures which will delay their retirement.

I know I'll go to the Shakespeare and Company, of course, and make him a picture of the Corcoran's, but now is an Irish pub and not bareto where Kerouac and Ginsberg became drunk, and go to buy flour for bread making Poilâne; prove the Anjou wine Dumas tribute to my soul, I will pledge to Athos and is easy to choose the gifts.

and do it, because here is Pierre Hermé and there is a tea shop, and cheese baskets to eat anywhere if it does not rain and endless markets.

But above all, is the Plaza Real .

I did not know. Because

now called Place des Vosges.

Athos I fell in love long ago. I fell in love as love people. And I know what it is (is drunk, is misogynist, is cold-er, except D'Artagnan, except with Raul, "is cruel), but I do not care.

We lived together and together we have loved and hated, we have poured and mixed our blood.

This is the place that I like to see in Paris.

Because I wanted anyone else in this world.

I do not know who made that picture, because it is accredited.

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readers rights

Copying recipes that start to do (only the pastry), I came across this old post Syrup Moose when he was From my kitchen in Montreal .

quote:

Daniel Pennac , French writer he seems especially nice for several reasons (not complexed wrote crime novels and therefore has great pedagogical concerns, including those to transform public education in an institution that education quality, without massacring the individual) is a literary and educational rebel as a child suffered a lot trying to adjust to a school that was not for him, and if they had listened to the obtuse teachers who evicted from the cultural, never had written such interesting things as "Comme un roman" ("As a novel"), essay in which he established the inalienable rights of the reader :

The message became meme. And I was amused.

1. The right not to read
Lately I practice more than they should. Saturated just put me under his belt thousand texts during the morning. Not really true you do not read. I spend the day reading, travel guides, forums, reviews, pictures, blogs texts, poetry, loose, stories ... But I have a thousand books to read. And that sometimes overwhelms me so much that I read.

2. The right to skip pages
Not that I'm the jump. Is that, as I know, more or less, who the characters are, invariably ended up going to the last page of the book. So I was gutted numerous mystery novels, but I learned a lesson yet. I've tried a thousand times. If I do not hear what happens on the last page, I'm itching for chapters. After wishing for the road and I read the flip book. But before pecking.

3. The right not to finish a book
Not only that. Is that there are some classics that I have not ever finished or will finish. I can not with Victor Hugo, for example. The issue is that whenever I have a quarter of the book to end when I leave it abandoned to its fate ...

4. The right to reread
course. I reread and reread and reread. There are paragraphs, comics and books that I know by heart.

5. The right to read whatever
always, of course. But do not practice the right to choose what is or buy anything. With that I am much more exquisite.

6. The right the " bovarysme (textual transmitted disease)
No. To me my life I love. In fact, I would write a book about my life, what the hell. And I've searched for treasures and walked with a wolf and have been part of a pack and I've searched diamond studs and I talked about politics and I was born with the gift of laughter and I loved the sea and a library and I 've been killing demons and do magic and have had children and, above all, I have many men and few women. You know: who reads knows no bounds. Those who do not read, are nothing more than themselves .*

7. The right to read anywhere
Leo in bars, on buses, on trains, in airplanes. At home of friends. Mine. Sitting on the floor as I watch it grow bread in the oven. In some classes, I've read. At work, a lot, all the time. In several restaurants. In bed, too, of course. And in the bathroom, of course. As I queue. At airports. In the kitchen.

8. The right to browse
not just browsing. To read entire books in any mall, while my parents shopped. Now do not read whole modesty. But browsing. A lot.

9. The right to read aloud
never do it and do not like. Not that I read.

10. The right to remain silent.
always or almost always. I do not like to talk about books, or comics. Are those of talks to see who is longer. And they make me sick. We read for pleasure, not to brag.

* The phrase, wonderful, I heard it in person to Benjamin Prado the day I met Shoot Angel Campos.


The photo is mine.

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What was Paul



I've cleaned the whole weekend. I knew what I would find. Many books written. Loving messages someone threw and made me cynical smile, hear. And several texts not published before.

The soundtrack of my life is made up of songs that do not usually replay. this weekend, too, I've been trying to remember. Some remind me of many people. Others to anyone or just me. To me at thirteen, with Jimi Hendrix and Guns'N'Roses. To me one time cold, listening to tangos. The start of many of my days, with almost two decades apart, with the first notes of Red Rain by Peter Gabriel. And Man in the Mirror and tears the first time I rang Meat Statue . Fill

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never going to forgive him who has ten years younger than me. I can forgive him write as he writes, I read more, and that it is pretty interesting and eyes that sparkle when she smiles. Also we have found that after four or five years of cyber relationship. But never with ten years younger than me.

Half of what I am is made of words. Some

his story made me mourn.

always makes me see him back. A decade. A decade fair, which took him. I remember a talk about sex, in theory, one on why not speak of books: one on whether love ... if love is ... what is ... and how ...

The other music and film.

I met him talking about cinema. And for a blog. For that serve these things, sometimes. I like Calvin & Hobbes and out of the films of Antonioni with the clean look. With his eyes awake. Hopper also loves. Like me. And read on trains. I imagined taking a red tea and asked me what is written. There are a thousand answers to that. Because we are misfits, darling, for not blowing ourselves the brains out, for pain that we do not win, because our lives are not enough and we want to find out what we know.


I always lost and never stopped learning .

shared with me their first job.

Some time later he sent me his first book.

better know what Paul is that I like. And it's much braver than me.

(You know, once I was with someone because you reminded me.)

would like a camera for this sort of thing. For thoughts, pains and chills. But as they are not, I write and so I miss less. The only camera I have is a camera of words that only portrays memories.

New York I would have liked.

The words in italics are his. I do not write well.

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If my brother was now available, talk to him about the weather. On classical mechanics, relativistic philosophy of time, that does not exist and that turns on itself. The first page of each story, then ...

My past is just what I remember and others do not exist.

memory, which is the same time, in its own way has made me think of me always with the same age as I have in this, but remember events that occurred ten years ago, during which, no doubt was thinner and wore glasses. I settled into a life simply because I think young married me, and I have no partner (or I have ever had and at this point I do not see it attach itself to someone, if not even know how to deal calmly certain new relationships) and not even know if That stopped the time. As much as I live pending a clock at eight English, half past seven swimming, running a quarter past five, at ten o'clock came home and I miss talking to you.

never know what will happen tomorrow, but it does not matter because nothing ever happens. The weeks are lapsing slowly and months so fast that begins to vertigo. In the end the only thing that will always remain is fear.

But the fear and time, at the same time, nobody ever speaks.

The clock is the Parliament in Ottawa. The photo is mine.

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