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untitled 451- Kate recuerda su fotografia, recuerda el valor de su musica, lo triste que seria pasar el tiempo sin las peqeñas vibraciones que se mantienen en la memoria y producen ese placer, que arte tan ambiguo el que necesita de un trozo de tu memoria para ser entendido, la fotografia guarda recuerdos, no solo imagenes kate lo vino a comprender bastante tarde cuando aquella fotografia habia sido parte de un tragico formateo...

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