Estás completamente loco.
No he vuelto a verte.
Pero cada vez que te revivo, pierdo el aliento, apresurando el paso entre calles empinadas, esperando encontrarme con tu voz, a la vuelta de la esquina.
Mientras, me quedo en La Corredera, aprendiendo a respirar de verdad.
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Hace años que no piso Vejer, apenas puedo recordarla... Precisamente anoche hablaba de esto. Espero visitarla pronto.
Besos.
cuantas historias por letra, cuantos momentos por metro cuadrado...
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