I remember when I had thirteen years old and I was with my uncle Angelo
that is like a father for me. He teach a lot of things about of life and the
street. I was talking with him and he saw that I didn't have nothing to cherish
me to the winter so he decided give me his favourite sweatshirt that he had
since his fifteen years old. The sweatshirt is very old and it has a six
holes in total in the sleeves and back. The sweatshirt is ugly and horrible but
I liked in the moment because it had history and I had cold. With the time this
garment also also became it in my favourite too. I used the sweatshirt everytime
when I must sing in a event of my district or when I painted in the street
because it is a very comfortable garment. In this moment my sweatshirt is in my
bedroom because I think use the garment morning to go with my friends to ride
in bicycle to the hill. In the future I will give the sweatshirt to my cousin
that he have fifteen years old in this moment for that he use the garment too.
I could say that this garment will be a tradition in my family.
Hello, today I´m going to talk about of a friend. His name is Martín and he live in Conchalí, but I met when he was lived in Recoleta. I met in a street near of my house in the year 2010, he talk me for ask if I listened to rap music and I ansewered that yes. The things that we have in common are artistic, political and musical preferences, both liked paint graffiti and muralism, and he also sing and improvise rap music in the bus with me. When we were a childrens we lovely paint and escape of police. We like a Tarantino´s films and we favorite film is the “Reservoir dogs” and the gangsters films. Always we find in Conchalí to smoke, drink and sing with our Friends of district. He is a person that accompany in the adversity and when you may be have a problem or if I´m sad. Also he defended you if you have a fight with other people or if someone not respect to our people in the district. Now my friend, my brother Martín or Mr. Marty is a very happy people because he r...
perfect for the winter jaja
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