Saturday, April 15, 2006

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Zanchetti Blues

It had nothing to do now, was already drunk and drugged driving, had emptied the magazine on a road sign, now felt like a saxophone who accompanied him in the night.
And as the lights ran back to the window, his mind went back to ancient times. He had just won the first degree, and his superiors still had no idea of \u200b\u200bits dependencies, was not yet so strong, I remember, I spent a whole week without even bucarmi. I was also getting married, it was a good girl she was my fault, she would help him with his addictions, he could remain in the police and have a normal life.
But that bit 'of power that had exploited the to get drugs at no cost and sluts Beat up behind blackmail, but that was not true to the police, not that he did not love his girlfriend, but what he did was what she wanted.
Then within a month, its leaders became aware of his conduct, his girlfriend packed his bags and he found himself alone on the stained carpet of the hotel where he was staying, a sword in the mood and the memory of a saxophone playing .

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