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..Extraña Casa.La atmosfera es extraña, debe ser esta casa. Esta casa es extraña y no muy metodica, Aqui no se entra por la puerta, no es que no haya puerta, solo que esta olvidada.Cada cuarto tiene una ventana y en cada ventana una entrada diferente. una entrada a un mundo lleno de mares, barcos y canciones que dicen que el proximo puerto es aun mejor. Son cuartos gigantes y taciturnos llenos de una soledad abrumante que esconden cartas que nunca jamas fueron enviadas y que se ocultan junto a palabras marchitas que aguardan y esperan pacientemente en la profundidad de viejos cajones empotrados. (VER +)Hilda Duster

. Strange House. The atmosphere is strange, must be this house. This house is strange and not very methodical, it does not enter by the door, he is not that there is not door, single Here that this forgotten. Each quarter has a window and in each window a different entrance. an entrance to a full world of seas, boats and songs that say that the next port is even better. They are giant quarters and taciturn plenty of a abrumante solitude that hide letters that never never were sent and that are hidden next to withered words that they wait and they hope patiently in the depth of old embedded drawers. (VER +) Hilda Duster ILUSTRACION Stina Persson