E Sevilla T here is a place where order reigns ever, optimism, kindness and good manners ... As I tell them. There is only one place where you're going to buy a cd Concha Piquer and I refer to the section of Pop-Rock ... This ability to make the diva faller in disheveled ochentona certainly worries me, still make me laugh. I am talking about Music Department El Corte Ingles, the place where the last thing melomania queen. I know it will seem strange in these times that range, but there are still some nostalgic that go to the mall to buy music. Music swarms usually not in the top manta handle the brunette that we welcome the hearing by the district or Nervión Charco de la Pava in morning hours nonsexual trade. They still maintain this peculiar custom, we can enjoy free a wonderful picture of English absurdity in the above Department musical style of Valle Inclán. El Corte Ingles, the place where the sun never sets, jealously preserved the atmosphere of prim ladies of Ruiz Cash of the fifties Hairdressing merged with the neighborhood to Manoly's Barber . When you interrupt their gossip to ask a Cd, the employees Monino bend his back, his face furrowed and haggard look bleak direct you to any shelf where everything is stacked unclassifiable. Juliette Greco they often sound like a dramatic soprano, because I always send to the Classic section. Like Gloria Lasso is for ell @ s a sort of a English Cher, drug use and now mired in a rehabilitation center. If not, do not understand, as I sent to the Section of International Rock. This place has its own laws, look no dialogue, freak Use your side!
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