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Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Once upon in Dublin

"I have not enough words to say what I feel for you...
When Penèlope tell me that she knows Evelyn, and she like her...
Simply... I was... I was simply...
I don't know...
I'm fool, I'm crazy!

From Penèlope, the weaver of dreams. By Isabel Laso."

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