Decía Gabo que "el corazón tiene más cuartos que un hotel de putas", después llega el cerebro y se guarda las llaves...
A Gabo le deberé siempre gran parte de mi amor por la literatura desde que cogiera prestada La Hojarasca en una biblioteca de Zaragoza... luego vendrían crónica, la mala hora, los funerales, el coronel no tiene quien le escriba, cien años de soledad, y tantos otros.
Moralmente, le debía una ilustración...
He was saying Gabo that "the heart has more fourth than a prostitutes' hotel", later the brain guards the keys... I will owe To Gabo always great part of my love for the literature since it was taking given The Verbiage in a library of Saragossa ... then they would come chronicle, the bad hour, the funeral, the colonel does not have the one who writes to him, hundred years of loneliness, and different so many. Morally, I debt an illustration to him...
A Gabo le deberé siempre gran parte de mi amor por la literatura desde que cogiera prestada La Hojarasca en una biblioteca de Zaragoza... luego vendrían crónica, la mala hora, los funerales, el coronel no tiene quien le escriba, cien años de soledad, y tantos otros.
Moralmente, le debía una ilustración...
He was saying Gabo that "the heart has more fourth than a prostitutes' hotel", later the brain guards the keys... I will owe To Gabo always great part of my love for the literature since it was taking given The Verbiage in a library of Saragossa ... then they would come chronicle, the bad hour, the funeral, the colonel does not have the one who writes to him, hundred years of loneliness, and different so many. Morally, I debt an illustration to him...
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