Lo sigo meditando. La gente de la calle me enseña mucho. Aprendo cada día.
Lo sigo meditando. La gente de la calle me enseña mucho. Aprendo cada día.
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Hemos visto que has dejado algunos diseños en el carrito... ¿te gustaría completar el pedido?
Escríbenos
Marisa
La calle es el único lugar para mucha gente, qué duro tiene que ser. Soledad? desamparo? resignación? valor?
Abrazos.