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El Pato Karateka: junio 2011
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You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Miércoles, 22 de junio de 2011. Seguir adelante y auxiliar, rescatar y seguir firmes, el camino es largo pero el galardón está cerca y nuestra patria nos espera. Yo ahora camino ha...
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El Pato Karateka: julio 2010
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You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Sábado, 31 de julio de 2010. La de las estrellas. Domingo, 18 de julio de 2010. No se como, no se cuando, la musica empezo a funcionar de nuevo en el blog, disfrutenla. Los textos ...
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El Pato Karateka: Deseo al Aire
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You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Jueves, 19 de diciembre de 2013. Publicar un comentario en la entrada. Suscribirse a: Enviar comentarios (Atom). VENTA: € 45,98. COMPRA: €45,50. A traves de mi ventana.
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El Pato Karateka: agosto 2011
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You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Martes, 30 de agosto de 2011. Domingo, 28 de agosto de 2011. Hoy me siento en la oscuridad y vienen a mí nuevamente,. Sábado, 20 de agosto de 2011. Sesenta y dos lunas. Tu único co...
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El Pato Karateka: cuestion de momentos
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You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Martes, 30 de agosto de 2011. Publicar un comentario en la entrada. Suscribirse a: Enviar comentarios (Atom). VENTA: € 45,98. COMPRA: €45,50. A traves de mi ventana. Cine y T.v.
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El Pato Karateka: diciembre 2010
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You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Sábado, 18 de diciembre de 2010. Suscribirse a: Entradas (Atom). VENTA: € 45,98. COMPRA: €45,50. A traves de mi ventana. Mario Krugliansky, Sus pinturas y reflexiones.
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El Pato Karateka: mayo 2012
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You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Martes, 8 de mayo de 2012. A veces al pensar sobre mi mismo recurro a la clasica pregunta "¿lo harias de nuevo? Una mejor" dicen algunos, una distinta mi amigo, nunca mejor. Los te...
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El Pato Karateka: septiembre 2011
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You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Domingo, 18 de septiembre de 2011. Sucede, el gris y la niebla,. El frio por la espalda. Y el clínico metal que rueda por mis labios. Permaneces en la base de la calavera,. Los tex...
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El Pato Karateka: memorias de tabaco
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You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Domingo, 28 de agosto de 2011. Hoy me siento en la oscuridad y vienen a mí nuevamente,. 29 de agosto de 2011, 9:58. Muchas gracias, viniendo de vos es un gran cumplido :). El pato ...
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El Pato Karateka: Los ojos del Fantasma
http://patokarateka.blogspot.com/2012/03/lesa-sensacion-cuando-estas-ahi-la.html
You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Lunes, 26 de marzo de 2012. Los ojos del Fantasma. Llévame a la vida, en donde la tierra no enfría mis labios, y mis brazos solo tienen un lugar, donde la palabra ya no sirve y la ...
