Do you remember my computer neighbor, that neighbor to whom you had I saw from my window at all hours, sitting at my computer? Then there is the poor, the only thing that has changed is his nickname.
When Federico was here visiting last November, asked me to put the day in the life of the building he lived at home a couple of months, so I was aware of the troubles neighborhood. When finished reviewing the evolution of characters that he already knew (the German , renamed the local French- Jorge ...) I opened the curtains of the room as if it were a curtain : "And here I present the new signing. Do you see the poster that have been building in front? It's like a still image, it is always sitting there all the time: the right hand grabbing the mouse, left on her lap ... " Without realizing it had just re-christen the neighbor's computer, and that Frederick, on the days he was at home, did not refer to him only as " The poster ".
Why go back to get it up? Because yesterday giving me around the net I found this GIF, basically tracing what is life I guess my neighbor. At least now I am so sad because I realize you're not alone, but a further specimen of what appears to be a great urban tribe (interior).
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