You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need.
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street,
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed.
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight,
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

And after a while, you can work on points for style.
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake,
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile.
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to,
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You'll get the chance to put the knife in... (8)

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buenos días!
 
Sebastianvs Alexandrvs Coragyps Atratvs Magnvs.. como va?

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Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend.
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
And everything's done under the sun,
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer... (8)

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aquí recién despertando y resitiendo la embestida de la caña por el copete de ayer :paranoico:

salve, aspirina :rezo:

más rato me pondré a leer un pdf de la invasión Mongola en Japón
:paranoico: