Tuna, ping-pong, carrots, where’s my paper?, durak (gyrak). Touristic exploration with Kate [us] and Krista [ca].
Vodka with Slava [U.K.] and Anna [us]. 10:10 was the hour to flee.
Depressive creativity with a guitar and a harmonica. Lyrics in Russian (Slava) and French (Charline [fr]), plus some death grunts. The ‘Cuenca’ guitar and the accident. Blame the french anarquist!
Jamming with the Minnesota Kid and his ‘eco/ecua-beats’. Laughable. A pseudopunk friday in Mariscal.
Patatus. Pool and the degeneration of my skills.
The bipolish disorder. Shithead.
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