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Preparación de clases
Fuí profe alguna vez
21 de Julio de 2020, 08:48
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El evento
algunos efectos de la llegada de los extraterrestres.
13 de Julio de 2020, 06:03
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Problemas de traducción
Problemas para traducir una frase de una narración de H.P. Lovecraft
26 de Junio de 2020, 09:16
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Alas y mapas
La foto sepia de mi abuelo en uniforme de campaña junto a otros uniformados
17 de Junio de 2020, 06:53
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Honey and paint
The paintings of the honey bee sweets eater look quite different to the ones (I try) to do myself. That is, they’re figurative, he makes landscapes, still lives, portraits, those kinds of things that in the end represent what people in general consider to be beautiful or decorative, along with sentimental poetry and the entertaining and clear stories. But when I noticed one of his paintings in an event that was half a community one and half an artistic activity per se--and it's not that I’m elitist, I think the exquisite flower of art, to sprout, has to sink its roots in the fertile land of the community--I could not help but pointing out in a note, which was the second I did for a newspape
9 de Junio de 2020, 12:19
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