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Barcelona. Day Four. Part Two

We have 30 minutes till our visit to Sagrada Familia. I take Pia to Placa de Gaudi where she instantly starts playing with the sand. I sit on a bench and ask a guy there whether it’s ok if I smoke. He puts away his book and says he is a smoker, too, thanks for […]

Desde quando

Have no idea why the f they chose this location for the video and why on earth Eva puts her feet on the ground stepping out of bed like that (#rolleyes) but I still get shivers from the song.

The Woman I Love

I took a CD from the pile of them lying scattered around in my living room – just to find it was scratched, too. It’s very old. I burnt it when she left for Spain.