Massages with Roto reflections

I come back to my house, in the last auction; I've bought “the chair”. I need also speak with this patient material. Yesterday, I saw it listening to Eva Cassidy’s song: “water is wide”

Do you think was she listening?

Oh yes, of course, a nice woman, in front of it, laughed when some minutes before she was sad because the last Stravinsky’s overture had remembered her awful movement of chess game against a goose which had a stupid step.

Now, woman introduced the chair about an easier game; then, this comfortable place stopped this woman and explain it passion about Roto philosophy; through it sail trip around Aegean sea, this timber being had also played guitar with her hero, Big Man, who had thought to abandon Bruce because that combination, string and wind looked like it the last Woody’s reading matter, when it lived near the white beach where it incredible platonic love tanned her smooth skin whom the chair had received twice, an eternity.

Having the book "Camarón que se duerme (se lo lleva la corriente de opinión)" is like having a boat to discover hidden beach or sharp cliffs where you must pay attention about a treacherous beach or a savior cave in the cliff.