Manita de pintura, reconversión, labor de mantenimiento...
Se acabó la pereza!
Ya me dirán qué opinan...Hay una encuesta escondida entre los enlaces remozados, las conexiones a Tumblr, los adornos y los letreros luminosos...
I still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test