M. S. STRICKLAND
Street Acts
Avez-vous vu dans Barcelone
Deux grands bœufs blancs tachés de roux
Dont un beurre gluant inondait tous les bords?
Tiens, dit-elle en ouvrant les rideaux: les voilà!
— François Le Lionnais
§ 1. Plaça del Teatre. — This approaches far too many for her silently to turn
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§ 2. Basílica de la Mercè. — Specifically, I stuck to it in order to come back to Barcelona as a sort of mirror for her make-up
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§ 3. Camp de la Bota. — The shovel of her now late hands lifted for some time, I must admit
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§ 4. Platja de la Nova Icària. — The cotton position barely murmurs
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§ 5. Carrer del Call. — So it goes in art
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§ 6. Parc de la Ciutadella (I). — Around her dignity she piles another dignity of worshipful abasement, and she douches gravitationally to have stretched only a suffering and a sharpened stake of a beaten-down fear of hope
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§ 7. Parc de la Ciutadella (II). — The naked tiny savior was to get out measure so that she could protest
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§ 8. Templo de la Sagrada Familia. — Even the kitschy sidewalk’s big bead, such as the ruby mouth, the block, is grinning farming’s turquoise on this grout
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§ 9. Sacrat Corazón. — To accost her third life with arms, with blooms for marigold and primrose, was as though, through the slow melting naked and burning iris of the gaggle
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§ 10. Rambla del Raval. — Hidden it approaches dimly to approach the pressure, as it were
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§ 11. Carrer del Telègraf. — She operates that steam make claim to talk up sundering by derive her found surface to them and by trying to employed black depth with her and by themselves.