sharpener The bike
Source: Wikipedia
And, as expected, won the club last night, they do good and they're all hungover ... Yo, that a bona Xiqueta Sóc , I went to bed soon, in today I rise with the sun and continue my morning ritual: I make breakfast and I drink the coffee at the balcony. And in those passing sharpener, a little guy uploaded through the streets on a motorcycle carrying a sharpening stone and whistles to announce their arrival a little music of the kind that gives grim.
It's amazing that at this point there are still nomads in Barcelona sharpeners, anyone could have imagined they would have disappeared years ago that would have left the streets to rent a localcillo, or would have gone directly to that figure, since to shop at home sharpeners sold, but no, here they are for us to come to mind these hangovers summering in the village of your father, when he came the grinder and you wake up with the twang grimoso and you put the pillow over not to hear, even risk of dying soaked in sweat ... What majos sharpener and it is great to continue here!
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