14 de novembro de 2012

Quarta-feira, dia nacional do sofá - XLVII, Sandy


I was at home, in New York, very calm. Suddenly, a very strong wind came, and it was increasing, raising... When I realized, I was like Dorothy, in the middle of a hurricane. Then I came flying up here. I do not know if it was Junior, Vanessa or Sandy... but it was a huge adrenaline. I miss that movement of 5th Avenue...
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