… o como dicen los “rosbif’s”, doña Chole

Al regresar:

Los Hilos de Sasha
La Jornada de La Soledad

but first, here’s another rendition of a series that we [the staff] like to call, —Your park is My Gallery, eh!

Playin’ hookie à La Villette… water fountain courtesy of un tal Philippe Abel.

Jazz fragments are on the back-burner and so is another installment of the fragmentation of Soledad Loaeza’s take on the presidential transition that is flying on Auto–pilot right now and floating through some Mambo Clouds in Central Europe Time…

the 20minute hitters
before el Crepusculo de las Siete
al otro lado de La Défense.

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