Once there was a dream called "dizzy Partridge." Could only whisper it, anything to raise your voice fading, such was its fragility ... 8 months of the last update. Many think that in that period of time the outbreak of production has been very busy in the creation of audiovisual content that are full creativity and intelligence and hence no new entries have been published. Poor unhappy. The stark reality is that neither Milton Cocochian exists, or Simon Monxa part of the team said. The reality is that we celebrate Father's Day Eskimo late and never thought content. The reality is that we asked our audience to trust that held on our blog and his response was "What blog?". And worst of all: our audience is us!.
Under such conditions, the logical and the most worthy is to be closed this space like a partridge that never reached the flight. Rest in peace.
PS: We are quite absurd and that at any moment (who knows, maybe tomorrow) this blog is likely to rise from its ashes to the phoenix.
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