Slave
tile a broken sidewalk, one of the many signs that make me deviate from my route. Madness? not, perhaps, prefer to call
cabal. Not to be a bad person but every morning I find the blind as ever at the bus stop is almost certain that the day will bring about bad odds. Not to mention when I watch football, seven million cavalos that, on balance give a fifty-fifty, tilting the balance to the side that my mind sees fit.
Everyday inadvertently fall into the belief had no cavalos Who in your life? As a vice, unwittingly becomes repetitive, must sometimes without knowing why it uso.Y is where we become slaves to our daily monotic. The fear of leaving, to believe that it is, and then say "as drug guy," as can be as fat-so "or" not bored of the same. " Y and here the formalism, an unconditional ally of Cavalo, or black or white, that accompany polarization.
Conclusion: NO the world is square gentlemen engineers, not everything has to be one way, sharp and accurate, something there is a relative. And say it has to do with the cabal, very simple, that both are slaves of formalism, not everything has to have a reason, something the paradigms have changed throughout history.