Some days ago I was riding close to “The treasure hill”, southern of my city and I faced this really sad view…
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| In the announce it says: “Landscapes of the Treasure” that hill is called the Treasure Hill… at this moment it is a dry piece of land… |
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| In the announce it says: “Landscapes of the Treasure” that hill is called the Treasure Hill… at this moment it is a dry piece of land… |
Existe un rincón en nuestra ciudad que no me había tocado conocer. El puente de Arcediano, en las comisuras de la barranca de Huentitán. Tan cerca y tan lejos de la urbe. Tan cerca porque no son ni 5 kilómetros lineales, aún bajando de 600 metros hasta la base, tan lejos, porque recorrer este camino […]
No soy un gran aficionado al mar, yo prefiero ir a la montaña que llegar al calor, la arena, y la sensación pegajosa de las playas septentrioniales de México, pero no he negar su magia y la de los pueblos que viven ahí justo en donde revientan las olas y las aves no cesan de […]
Spanish versionI like to see them in the street, and like a good augury for the year that is arising, I see that even before that gifts arrive, there are a lot of bikes in this, my city…Here is the father and the son, the convincing fact that education (and also de acculturation) starts with […]