The backpack

He was about twelve or thirteen when my parents led group let me go first, A Night of San Juan. In the village where he lived, The Night of San Juan held (I think, and I hope to continue doing) led group under the groves to leave. In groves beside River between Mill and Mill Paco Primi. It was a special day. Friends bought led group large quantities of food and drink that evening, June 23. The menu is based on dozens of bags of potatoes, in a thousand different varieties, something to grill on the bonfire, preferably sausage, the first bottles of distilled spirits, with their ice and soda and indispensable, chocolate for breakfast. Go To The Night of San Juan ... When approaching June and in school holidays and smelled, the Night of San Juan was in the mouth, in the head and stomach bug of all. As usual, the guys in the group were already experts in such need. Although they had only gone the year before. If you do the fire I do not know where, among the paths do not know which, yes, there, next to where usually make the bonfire do not know who, they always have do not know what, but not in the grove, but across the way, but near El Rio. On the afternoon of June 23, the first night of San Juan was special. Since you were older. Photo: zonalibre.org
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The backpack
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