From the curves of the road of saints,
To a House in the field,
She swims as before,
Through the master room of the seas.
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
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Take a tour through the inside of my head. Spend some time. Wander. Maybe pick up some souvenirs. Enjoy your visit and don't forget to write.
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mmmmm.... the sweet, sweet elis regina i suppose. My grandfather who lived in brazil left my a little stack of records, including the single "aquas de março". It's one of my most cherised records and forever one of my favorite songs... :)
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very nice link to that laboratory. Neuro science and brazilian music seem to be a great combination haha...
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