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matter of genetics.

Its appearance is like a brush precisely. Rancid dark pants, a leash, not belt, flannel shirt, eternal, and white hair separately in half and two thirds by a stingray bay seems that more than anything else I can not say. His shoes, I forgot, shoelaces and a thousand knots, one above another. Weathered face and beard for the open half-cutting, zero to 60 April, or spring or fall, who cares. Has a few years, knowing enough to speak what he speaks.
time was spent in other sports, who would say? Today is cazalla orujito morning and after eating, eating is certainly well measured by both quality and quantity. Still, still thin and has good size, although it is hard to beat sloppy.
easy and emphatic verb, does not talk much but when it does above. Always with a sense of humor him yes, but a sense of humor after all. Today was a lentejitas
which they placed in the menu where ever. The usual eating issues forever.
I smile as I write this, but I have no other choice.
One of yours said that the Pinto was not doped and going clean.
Another says that he does not know.
Another says categorically that Contador is genetic.
And he, of which I speak today, he asks:
- genetic? then, in your family are all assholes?
Today is Thursday and in the first place Red Eagle.
With God.

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HELLO TO ALL. PORTRAIT OF A CHILD

Well, that ... hello everyone. My name is Maria Angeles , I live in Spain (Galicia), and until now had never painted anything. I started painting at the end of 2003. As you can see never too late to develop any kind of hobby. Painting for me has been a great discovery, something I was not aware. I had never painted or even a puppet, I always stopped in the drawing classes, and I saw myself unable to paint anything. And you see, at full maturity, comes, comes out, and most importantly, I am comforted and provides a tremendous inner joy. I know I'm not a great painter, and never arrive to be, nor do I pretend, but for me, my works are part of life I feel, my expression, and that is the most important. I bring joy and I opened a new world, full of light and colors that emerge from my mind and my pencils. What more could you ask for.



painting has given me a whole range of feelings did not know, made me see the world differently, with different eyes, with another sensibility. While I paint I'm really in another world, a world of shadows and colors, I try to model. I know my paintings are to deceive, but to me they are the best in the world, because part of me, are going.

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not only capture what you see, paint is to describe what you feel and how you feel at that time. So no pictures are alike although they paint the same composition.