A blog for true Spamiards
There were other times... for other men. Men and women (well, one at least) who fougth for freedom and supremacy, like brothers, despite of being thousands of miles away one of another but attached by the same lenguage and the same wishes.
This story started before I arrived here but I was witness and actor in some of its more glorious episodes.
Now, the sands of time have covered the old memories, the chronicles of the brave followers of Fulgencio are buried in the
Updated 09-12-2008 at 19:24 by Gabrielillo