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I want to be Philip Marlowe

A relative of mine by which I do not feel an excessive appreciation bought a BMW for years. This acquisition will upset the talks so remarkable as in all his sentences included the word BMW. The above purchase also caused him some physical tara because his hand was so inseparable compound of five fingers, palm, back and keychain. Came hesitating one day I missed a race, but it of course with his car (he said BMW). I replied that I accepted the challenge with the condition to let me choose the route. Since we were in DRYLAND said "Come now to the castle. The race is to raise and lower the Keep the stairs. Do not forget your keychain that will be of great utility, asshole. He was my friend

G. scholarship for one season in Japan. Neighbor was an internal French as a good French surname Martínez (in any French team, is the sport that, there's always a Perez or Lopez or Fernandez or similar). Martinez was a very particular to write several books would not tolerated for children under eighteen. One of his peculiarities was that he was presiding over his room a large portrait of Clint Eastwood and below the picture you could read the following legend, think what would Clint Eastwood.

A film that struck me being a kid and that moves me whenever I see is "The Big Sleep." And I just finished reading "The Long Goodbye." I had never read Raymond Chandler. Mortal sin is not necessary, but the sin of the examination of conscience. Novel. Dialogues brutal, fast, searing, bright, witty, smart devastating. Not that I have a weakness for the character of Philip Marlowe. I want to be Philip Marlowe. No longer a loser, a sentimental with high ethical concept despite the facade of cynicism and hardness. No longer a character. But I want to be like him. That assurance, that poise, that handling of the situation, in all situations. Is novel. Is cinema. Life is something else. Or perhaps something else. These dialogues are impossible. You can not spend all day at the point of genius, being clever, being sharp, being cynical, being skeptical. You can not, once I was close to Marlowe and that was when my uncle challenged me to a race. And I felt good. I felt very good. Perhaps my room should have a picture of Humphrey Bogart (Chandler thought of Cary Grant. Marlowe is high) to say he thinks what would Philip Marlowe.

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Cabezón (April) Critical Mass April

HOLA AMIG @ S:

Take another critical bike Cabezón de la Sal, one of the most beautiful places in our region, where an air breathing much pedal purer than in the city.

From April to October again enjoy the last Saturday of each month from this unique event that it is usually a leisurely stroll through the area and then a picnic in one of its many beautiful places.

The output for this Saturday will be from the station cabezondelasaleña FEVE from 11:30. Will be given a tour of the area and go to lunch at Santa Lucia Park, with provisions that take each one (if any brave is to bathe, the river is beautiful)

For those who want to leave from Santander by train to Cabezón , remember that leaves at 10:15 and waits for no man. The train can be back in 19:35, but I have every hour.

So come on, do not think and join us in this gathering of friends of cycling that once drove our friend Justo. Cyclo-kisses

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On Hobbes

regular e-mails circulating that define our generation as a generation of survivors. And they argue that counting all three hours of digestion, a family of six people traveling in a R-12 without a seat belt or child seats and all that stuff. Ojearlos ground just in case I find something new and always give me the feeling of being incomplete because they never refer to the music suffer. And if anything can be proud of our generation is to be musical survivors. Not attack the music of the eighties because that is a personal crusade, but I reminded all calorreo that we had to suffer with Chicane, The Chungking and Los Calis. I remember the explosion of the rumba, first with Rumba 3, Bordon 4, 5 and bitches like, then to Los Manolos. Later came the salsa, the million editions of the Caribbean Mix and everything that bore the label of "Latino" was to open the veins. I do not know how many editions there were the Mix Max. And world music. And the phenomenon. And the Gregorian calendar. And in a big city you can choose to frequent gambling dens and the music they want to hear (although from time to time played make some allowance). But in the DRYLAND had jack, queen and king. Well, better said, jack and horse. And if you wanted to have a social life and be with their friends had to compromise and communicate with millstones and swallow all the music sounded. And, seen over time, perhaps the characters are forged and it was not easy to keep a lively conversation and try to be clever as it sounded in the background "The Yellow Tractor" or "snail soup." Requires an enormous capacity for abstraction and swallows a king size. We have not experienced a war or have gone hungry over some gray and some other wrinkles that beat us the pulse.

And I have not talked about the worst. Because the worst that I experienced in all my years of nightlife was when Seville became fashionable. It was beyond my strength. I wanted to die. See full DRYLAND Cuenca people into ecstasy and start doing the monkey when it was sounded a little embarrassed. T. I remember an illustrious friend of ours who, after marrying, almost left because we felt talk about immature, which is levitated with Seville, but then we came all sweaty theorize the differences between the Sevillanas Los Fulanito compared to those of The Somebody's niece, who required a special technique available only to the elect as him. As if we cared. Referred the other day Jaramiel Hobbes and his theory that all men are equal in mental faculties. I'm was not like those dancing Sevillanas. It is true that I was there, that I was, I endured, I endured the embarrassment. It is true that once danced the "Macarena." But never danced flamenco dancers, and my mental faculties are not the same as those that liquefies dancing in full DRYLAND Cuenca.

Although that just might be because I was a drag. A stigma. Every time I have to deal with something or someone, every time I have a brown work, every time there is something that I do and I do not want, whenever there comes a time that I have to stop procrastinating or whenever, running, playing series begin to hum - look at her face to face is the first . And if it works, do not know if it makes me laugh, do not know if it will play down all or because it gives me a lot of grime if you keep singing, but it works. And sometimes even makes me want to give thanks for the Seville. But no. Yes no.

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This Thursday is celebrated on 28 April critical mass, so apuntátelo in your diary and do not forget that we are gradually getting to the larger mass , creating a fun group to be eager to see more and more through the streets of Santander ...

This is a journey totally disorganized, where there is no route, where there are no tickets, where there is no need to be targeted ... Just go with your bike or rent, on Thursday April 28 at 8 pm ... in the Jardines de Pereda Santander and get inside the "dough."

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"WALL TILE AND OILS"

has always boasted of being born in Chipiona, eating privilege that has been an inspiration. Hence comes his vocation for everything related to the world of art, mainly painting and ceramics.

With regard to painting, working with oil and acrylic, preferably in portraits, still lifes and seascapes. It also combines painting and ceramics in dry rope jobs, low housing, technical used in exposed wall street Josefa Delgado Maestra and the local branch of the Cancer Association of Chipiona.

Their knowledge has been acquired primarily self-taught, in addition to various courses conducted as Potter Potter (Junta de Andalucía 2008-2009), Monitor Crafts (CCC 2003) and various intensive courses have helped him refine his technique and improve their training.

also produces a wide variety of work techniques such as clay modeling, painting on glass, embossed tin, works in tortoiseshell and mother of pearl, Swarovski crystal beads, etc., teaching them to children and adults.

This sample of "tile murals and paintings" by Mari Carmen Ruiz Reyes will remain open in our room from April 29 until May 10.

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World Day

"Life is like a bicycle, you have to pedal forward to steady himself." (Albert Einstein)

Currently, there are about 800 million bicycles in the world and are used as main means of transport or as a leisure vehicle. Looking to the care of people is a complete exercise while for the environment, their use means lower emissions CO2 to the atmosphere and a contribution to tackling climate change.

The Bicycle Day is celebrated today on the street circuits, bicycle parades, green concerts, essay competitions, poster competitions in schools and tree plantations.

Alicante, Murcia, Barcelona, \u200b\u200bMadrid, Cordoba, Sevilla, Logroño, San Sebastian, Burgos and Santiago de Compostela are some of the cities that promote the use of bicycles within the Network of Cities for Bicycle. Specifically, in Cartagena have launched a series of initiatives among which CO2 Calculator determines the amount of CO2 that can stop emitting to the atmosphere at a given way, if you replace your car or bike for the bike.

During the day, activities will be implemented in different municipalities to promote its use, as the case of Madrid, where the riders will start in the Plaza Castilla and Retirement at 20 with the aim of creating a fun ride up to the Temple Debod and eat a sandwich under the stars.

In Gijon, the operation will be carried out Ring-Ring that is giving away a ringtone and breakfast to people who move in the Asturian city bike. Other meetings are Acerona (c / Palacio Valdés, compared with wetland) and the Paseo del Muro (c / Rufus Garcia Rendueles) to street level Marqués de Urquijo. Ciclourbanos routes will also be conducted tours.

in Oviedo, at 19:30 urban cyclist will march from the Plaza de la Catedral which will tour various city streets and in Zaragoza, an urban route will begin at 18 Bridge Street in the Almozara.

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ruffled and I will die in Madrid without rain

The April 23, two thousand seven I planted at the start of the marathon of Madrid with the intention to go down there for the first time three hours. withdrawn finished km thirty-four and begging for a euro at the door of Simancas metro to go home. Since that day I ran four marathons in three of them down for three hours and I learned that if I failed that day was because I was short of training and Madrid because the circuit is too hard to try to make there mark. But that does not detract from the blow which meant that race has never left me. In a corridor only sees the heroism or pathos. We are not middle ground. Unknown virtue.

When Abel Anton, allegedly at the behest of the illustrious Christopher Grau, announced that the Valencia Marathon moved from February to November (this will be the entrance to the AutoLink) the climaxes we were misplaced and diaspora began marathon. Some prepared Castellón, others Seville. I was tired and decided Berlin, in principle, it would make Barcelona with Perez but, because of the moon, I had to resign. And then I saw clearly that the moment of reckoning had come to Madrid. Then there is Jose Miguel, my friend from the first of GBS, with whom stay all year and San Silvestre Behobia Vallecana. I always said that long run, much as much but in marathon which compete against each other once in that year two thousand seven, and gaining one to zero. And since there's chat time not to drop the crutch-like you always win the marathon, "she phoned and said" hot, April 17 that you're going out.

As always I repeat, it will be because it's true, how hard the marathon is not run until preparation. Perez told he would not go with him to Barcelona but that did not mean to leave lying. And helped prepare him to train with him (or rather, behind him. What a way to suffer). I sent the boy to Barcelona where he improved his mark, I prepared two weeks the average fund Moncada (where I got my beautiful trophy ), and from there, five intense weeks to Madrid (with the Prague parentheses). Thus, Sunday April 17 at nine o'clock, was in the Paseo de Recoletos a funk and a euro in your pocket.

I was very respectful to Madrid. My goal was to finish as best as possible, but had the dream to lose three hours there. Very difficult. If Valencia low around ten per cent of the census in Madrid is less than four. Ground I move out there in the rankings but ... I do not know. What I was clear is that three hours had to be an illusion and never an obsession, which was what had happened four years earlier.

The start was a disaster. Dire. Those of MAPOMA have organized many races but I do not know if you have run at all. Roadman do things. But I shall not kill. I left late and the first few miles seemed more than a runner entering one end of the band feinting opponents. I did not take place until mile eight. From there, run and run.

I have the habit, not obsessed with time, just watch the clock the miles multiples of five and seven. My body knows how to run. Or I think so. The partials were not good but was recovering. I said, run and run. There was more. Sensations and enjoy.

came over for the half marathon. One twenty-nine forty. I was on time, despite the poor start and a stop had to do (some call it pee). I was strong, willing, able to make the second half in a twenty-nine. And I was euphoric. I saw it done.

kept running. I arrived at the Casa de Campo. Km twenty-six. And the euphoria began to fade like sugar. No. He was not. There was no joy in my legs. I spent thirty-time yet, but considering what I had, I knew then that the three hours they were out of reach. Nothing, I turned off the clock and stay the same, running to the finish.

Then came the mile thirty-four. In that mile was the cross that had fallen dead four years earlier. Thirty-four kilometer is the symbol of defeat. But this year thirty-four was not near the metro stop Simancas. This year was close to that temple of elegance and good football that is the Vicente Calderon. Coincidence? There is no chance. I greeted the thirty-four, I greeted the Calderón, hummed hymn Atleti mentally (I was not singing, what we are going to lie) and forth.

In the marathon there is what is called the wall. The wall is that point where you burst, where you can not more, when you have to resort to all possible positive thoughts, relatives who have been missing, friends that are going to laugh you if you fail, those who are paying you, of all training you have done anything for your legs take a step further. The wall sometimes comes before, after and sometimes I think there has been any cases that never came. In Madrid are so kind that, in case the wall does not arrive, and what you put them. And thirty-five to forty-one does not stop rising. But do not stop. That is a Via Crucis (on Palm Sunday, by the way). And thirty-nine is in Atocha. And forty is in the Cason del Buen Retiro. And make you gain by Alfonso XII (if one does not know as you see it is very nice, but that walk up). I went as a desperate one kilometer. Passed bodies one after another. And in the forties the body was me. I was empty. I looked for water. I drank a bottle. I threw one on the head. And revived. I saw myself unable to reach the Puerta de Alcalá. But I arrived.

From there, a party. The crowd was great (in that sense, and not many places except in the Madrid Marathon atmosphere is spectacular). I saluted the horse turma Espartero (some call balls) and turned into the Retiro. El Retiro is my home. El Retiro is my childhood. I enjoyed that last mile like a marathon can only enjoy a last mile. I gave equal time. I did not care all. Was happy. I crossed the finish line. Three hours, two minutes and fifty-nine seconds. Madrid, we are at peace.

Cross the finish line and as I headed toward the exit as I could I started to wonder. I had often seen coming down from three hours in Madrid. It was this image that pushed me to keep training, which motivated me. And had not succeeded. The feeling was bittersweet. But then I started thinking about what had to be done to achieve this and I found the answer. The training was the same as I had always worked. The day was not too hot. A cloud I had not been bad (or a blacked out the sun throughout the race) but the heat was no excuse. I had made my career, the best race I had in my legs. What then? So the only answer is that Madrid is a hard circuit and I'm not worth three hours in Madrid. That's it. And there's more. And nothing happens. And from there to enjoy what has been achieved, which is to be satisfied.

And now to rest for a few days and think about the next. The marathoners are like balls pediment, that the harder you hit us back faster. And yesterday palizón Madrid was a good one.

And by the way, José Miguel. Draw one.

PD Dedicated to a green-eyed brunette was in the goal with her two children, two children wonderful and heaviest in the world.

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ALEJANDRO MONTALBÁN

From 15 until April 25 to visit our room the previous work (Oils) artist Alejandro Montalbán Chipiona.

"is, despite his youth, an artist in Chipiona that plasma canvas with the experience of a veteran. Are innate qualities that are reflected in her paintings full of light and sea.

Alejandro Montalbán has sucked so much sea even before learning to speak does not forget even for a moment the vast range of colors slave. Montalbán collects the teachings of another artist Chipiona unforgettable, Juan Ignacio de Sardi, who always considered his master, this this young man is an artist in full development of his creativity and endless desire to devise new things.

His work includes urban landscapes of his childhood, clean air of the countryside and the brave or the peace of the sea where it plays a fundamental role in the light. Always wants to escape from a routine that seems gentrified and tiresome.

From the caricature of his time as a child is now excellent paint reality in which without losing the tone of manners of the painters of all "(Juan Mellado, Diario de Cádiz).

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Foreword

I stand. My name is Balbino López Bouzas and have been commissioned to write the foreword for this entry. I do not know why and know the author. As I am of those who do not distinguish Heraclitus of Paolo Futre I will not dwell too much and try to be direct. The author (call it that) write a text which seeks to tell a kid that when he was venerated and sorrow fall under the guise of beauty but, over time, has realized that all stations are good, you are better satisfied and that beauty is both in the wet corners as bright concourses. So, without further. If I knew who they are Sophocles or Euripides used the term initiation about forty times and develop the theme of adolescence and its stigmas. But I said I do not give to much and for what I paid, with this surplus.

wrote Vinicius de Moraes (believe in reincarnation only if you promise to me in Vinicius reencarnaré) it's much better to be happy to be sad (think very brainy), but to create something beautiful (the song say exactly, a samba) need a pinch of sadness. This would look like without parentheses: Vinicius de Moraes wrote it's much better to be happy to be sad but to make something beautiful we need a pinch of sadness. If I do not really know. The fact is that they always believed. I always thought the beauty was in the sadness and the state was the engine of all creativity. And just what could be causing melancholic states considered themselves as beautiful. And from there, they raise even resignation and defeat at the altar. And justify. And the mystified.

fall arrives. We fall. The wind, rain, cold. The days are getting shorter. Dead leaves. The gray sky. It rains. Behind the glass rains and rains. I am a poet. I fall. Nostalgia, sorrow, disappointment, loneliness, grief, distress. And the poses. Key poses. Well aware that everyone that I was sad, huh? Written self-pity well engraved in gold letters on my forehead.

And throughout the year is autumn. And everything becomes fall. The path of beauty is what it is and go through the grief and go through the fall. Trivial and discarded by the other stations and other moods. Because in our pursuit of beauty is the word deep fundamental. You do not understand. You can not understand. Woe to the misunderstood!

But the merchandise is sold poorly. Too bad. At first you think the product. And you defend. The product is you. You've put everything. But time is a bad partner. And the years go by traitors. And the leaks start. Start leaks. Sunrise. And the sun shines. The sun is nice. It's nice. And you laugh. And that's fine. And fun. And that's fine. And you're not deep. You're not. And thou shalt not apologize. And it is beautiful. And that's fine. And there are

autumn. O yes. If you fall, winter, spring and summer. You at every moment. And thou shalt not learn. Always right. Every day. Every month. We strive to praise and not disparaging. Do not insist on comparing the value of things and no. Today is spring and is good in spring and rain tomorrow and will be fine and will come heat, cold and nostalgia and always will be fine. And the beauty ... the beauty ... As I tell the ear. We

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Over 1,500 bike riders come together to claim a bicycle lane county

Málaga today

The Commonwealth of the Costa del Sol has launched a Strategic Plan cycling and public transport project participating in the capital

More than 300 people took part yesterday in the concentration of capital.

More than 1,500 cyclists gathered yesterday simultaneously in the towns of Marbella, Fuengirola, Mijas and Malaga to claim a network of bike lanes in the province of mobile of citizens. This initiative is part of the Strategic Plan for cycling and sustainable transport launched by the Commonwealth of the Costa del Sol. In the capital, the association took the round wheels also call to claim "other deficiencies" exist in the capital on the development of bike lanes. With the participation of over 300 cyclists, the group demanded the construction of a bicycle path along the coast of Malaga, "the unfinished business of the City of Manchester", explained the Round Wheel vocal, Trinidad Nicholas.

The "emerging network" of bike paths initiated by the Consistory "no enough "for this group, which considers" essential "to unite the Malaga coast from the town of Torremolinos to Rincon de la Victoria. The president of the Round Wheels, Alonso González Ruiz, lamented that the 40 km of cycle paths promised that the City only has 20 miles. "Among the things he promised not included the bike path along the coast, at least until the Baños del Carmen and has not been done," he said.

Despite those 20 miles of cycle paths has been achieved "by the influence of the group," Gonzalez said they are not "happy" about various things, including that the construction of these vials is removed space to pedestrians. "We do not like to have a space for cycling has decreased to pedestrians," he said. He also criticized "excessive" curves of some sections. "In the bike lane they are doing on the Alameda is that too many crosses because lanes for buses and taxis. This is even dangerous for cyclists," said the president of Round Wheels, who advocated that the City promotes the cycling in the city.

To all these demands, the association also asked the council to encourage the use of bicycles for rent and to reserve space for parking bikes not only in the streets of the city but also in public car parks that are already built. During the ceremony, which concluded with a Martiricos bike ride, cyclists participated entered into a drawing for a folding bike and a batch of equipment donated by Marbella BikeStation bike.

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On the Charles Bridge was pulled, tugged

the machine and I walk along the river to the hotel. We went down to the mat on his shoulder in shorts and shirts, with our medals around their necks. We just finished running the half marathon in Prague. We have left the bustle of the race and have been absorbed by the hordes of tourists and natives. We discuss the race. The intentions were few, but the heat (not a good idea to put a race to noon), the paving, water slide and the beating of the two previous days of tourism have set us on our site. And despite have not come to dispute it because I will soon I have trouble, we took a marathon leg pain. Before us, tilted somewhat to my right, I watch a beauty in his twenties with Czech traits we look, sets his camera and a photo shoot. Surprised, he embraced the machine and posed for the girl. It smiles and we shoot each other. We said goodbye. She moves on. We ours. Then we said that this gesture clearly demonstrates that all native twenties (Czech girls, come on) not to admire the riders but trembling with excitement when they see two sub three endowed Valencia donosura and natural elegance as much as is ours. And without the slightest pain of turkey legs and proud as we arrived at our hotel. Ten

we went to Prague. Four runners are common. One is running sporadically. Two, including spouses, are much more sporadic runners and the other three consorts, including Ana, consider the miles go by marriage contained in the matrimonial regime and already we do. The excuse of the trip was the half marathon but it was only the first excuse they stay within the group formed an independent faction powerful little run and others: the intellectual faction. This faction got under his belt two operas, two. Non-intellectual faction or, call by our real name, faction jug, while Pilkington made him pass the thousand and one a Butterfly and Don Giovanni as bustled up to the scorer, took the opportunity to stroll around, drink beer and intellectuals suffer because we were afraid that the mezzo or baritone escape him an eighth note or a sixteenth note and give them the whole head. In one of our walks through the Old City we were approached by a man in his forties with Slavic features and asked in a Castilian better than ours:
- Madrid or Barcelona?
"No, we Valencia.
- Valencia? I lived two years in Benimaclet. Then also I was in Girona and Murcia. Eight years have happened in Spain working in construction as an electrician. But I had to go back. No slaughter.
"And here, how about that?
"Well, now I work in a club puti.
"A job like any other.
"Do not Believe, puti work in Europe's biggest club. But I'm not happy.
-large companies, you know.
"I have hired only because I speak English. And what I want to go back to Spain. How are things there? "Well
still fairly regular.
"I'll keep waiting. Good morning that you spend here. And do not change money with anyone on the street. I timarán.
"Thank you. Let's see if we soon.
"Thank you. Bye. Aircraft

return. We returned as we went, via Zurich (see I am saying that track cosmopolitan Zurich. I'll never stop being a redneck). A point to get to Valencia a man in his fifties with gray hair is fully up and heads down the hall to the bathroom. Is very white. Encountered. It rests on the back of a seat. "I do not feel well," he murmurs. And dropped. With the cries stands another man of his age quite dark.

"It's my friend. He's my friend. Let me. Tumbadle on the floor. Hold up your feet. Put him aside, that does not swallow his tongue. Calm down, I am veterinarian. I lived through it many times. Leave me to myself.

And the fact is that on the flight were traveling a lot of physicians returning from a conference (conference and non conference sponsored by a pharmaceutical company, for sure). But he looked so make sure you let him. And we stayed very calm. A pity we did not have any anything to hand surgery to have taken advantage we had a vet so close. A real shame.

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"PURE GRAFFITI " Loba and Tenth until next April 12 can visit this exhibition in our room, if you want to see samples of Augustine previous Martin "Wolf" click HERE .

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Cyclists Porto Alegre redouble the bet

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cyclists protest in Porto Alegre: "Respect the rider. More love, less motor"

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PORTO ALEGRE, Apr (IPS) -

The criminal act of a motorist who ran over a dozen cyclists in the southern Brazilian city Porto Alegre became little more than a month later, a banner of struggle for the humanization of cities.

February 25, a car crashed into a group of cyclists of Critical Mass movement in the streets of this city, and the images were seen around the world, generated several protests and a wave of solidarity worldwide.

But worse for cyclists is the unfulfilled promise of implementing the Integrated Plan of Bikeways, written in 2009 and to promote a means of inexpensive, clean and healthy.

Now, activists are preparing to argue their case at a public hearing on 7 this month.

The government of this city - which was ahead of environmental policies since the 1970's and is one of 12 venues for the World Cup in 2014-could incorporate successful experiences in the Netherlands and Denmark, which created a system public bicycles and people accepted it.

Official figures indicate that Brazil, the largest country in South America, has 4,000 miles of bike lanes. Rio de Janeiro

with nearly 6.3 million inhabitants, has 160 kilometers, while Porto Alegre, capital of Rio Grande do Sul, with nearly 1.5 million people, has only eight miles of roads to travel for recreational purposes, although has the potential to reach 410 kilometers on routes that allow use bicycles as transportation.

even smaller nearby towns and have better conditions. Campo Bom, located 58 kilometers from the capital, "Gaucho", has 30 miles of bikeways and 28,000 bicycles for a population of 65,000. In Sapiranga, 52 kilometers, industries encourage bicycle use and install special parking.

"In any city you can draw roads and highways," he told Tierramérica architect Ricardo Correa, founder of TC Urbes Urban Mobility in e Projetos, a consultancy specializing in democratizing movement of all modes of transport.

Corrêa is about to begin a pilot of 30 kilometers of bicycle paths in the district of Santo Amaro, in the southern city of São Paulo, an area of \u200b\u200b450,000 inhabitants and a floating population of 700,000. If the result is positive, may be extended.

"People talk about the bikeways and bicycle European public, but forget that incentives are not there began a day for another, "said Correa.

The network of roads for cyclists in Berlin is the legacy of World Cup 2006, but before there was already a road plan, he said.

" In no other country is so built bike culture as in Holland, "says Shirley Agudo American photojournalist in his book" Bicycle Mania Holland.

In that country there are 29,000 kilometers of roads and special roads. In a population of 16.5 million more than a bicycle per person. Only there are 550,000 bicycles in Amsterdam compared to 250,000 cars.

rulers of other cities try to replicate this successful reality dispar.

English teacher Amélie Dumoulin, 32, lives in Saint-Ouen, a distant commune five minute bike ride from Paris, and is part of the association Vélorution Île de France, which promotes non-motorized transport in the region to which belongs the French capital.

For her, cycling autonomy means of transport, although there is no continuity in the bike paths of the capital and the suburbs, told Tierramérica.

According to data gathered by the group, if made bike 30 percent of car trips for journeys of less than six kilometers inside the European Union, the bloc of 27 countries reduced by four percent their emissions of greenhouse gases generated by motor transport.

But less than three percent of human movement are cycling in France. "The biggest challenge is changing people's minds. The campaigns do not speak more than security, scaring riders," said Frenchman Pierre Fabre, 50, which promoted solidarity with the Brazilians hit.

These messages also came from Quito, capital of Ecuador. With about two million, its first special lanes date from 2007 and now number 49 kilometers. Bicycles, previously used only for tourism, now really move people.

"Quito is a straight line, it is easy to build bike paths," said Mario Muñoz Carrillo, president of the foundation Biciacción. Is more complex than connecting with the south of the territory and the Historic Center area defined as equity.

"The city has other priorities, such as the metro (subway) or the airport," he told Tierramérica. "It's not what happened in Colombia, where the mayors were convinced and ordered the laying of bike paths."

The former mayor of Bogotá, Enrique Peñalosa (1998-2000) introduced the TransMilenio bus rapid transit system, inspired by the developed in the Brazilian city of Curitiba, joined the local cycling routine, began the work on a network of 350 miles of special lanes and reduced car parking areas.

Compared to the Colombian capital, Porto Alegre leaves much to be desired. His master plan was created in 2009, is discussed from the 70's. The debate grew in 1996 after negotiations between the mayor and the Inter-American Development Bank to build the Edge III, an avenue that cuts through the city to drain the main street traffic.

By then, environmentalists and cyclists presented a petition to include in the project construction special lanes for bicycles.

The mayor of Porto Alegre, José Fortunatti, citing lack of funds and other priorities to implement the Plan. But former city clerk of the Environment, Councillor Bob Moesch, contends that in 2010 spent less than half the annual amount budgeted for the category of sustainable transportation. And this year an even lower cost.

Prejudices are visible. "We despise the train and waterways, and this generated a monumental amount of accidents and deaths on the roads, congestion and greenhouse gas emissions," criticized the councilman Carlos Todeschini, vice president of the committee which monitors investments for the Cup World. He believes that this championship will be an opportunity to advance in the laying of bicycle lanes.

On 7 this month, the municipal legislative body will discuss this issue at a public hearing.

Meanwhile, Ricardo José Neis driver is arrested and accused of 17 assassination attempts. One of the cyclists who were saved from being overwhelmed is Renato Soprana Pecoits, dealer of 49 years who lost a leg in a motorcycle accident when he was 27. Today is pedaling assisted by a prosthesis.

For him, cycling is an opportunity to interact with others and with nature at a time when people live so far apart, "Trapped in their cars."

Galerias De Famosas Mexicanas

Dakota panta rei

I just finished reading "The Yellow Rain" by Julio Llamazares and thought to write about this book for 10 Notebook. Soil in these cases seek prior information about both the author and the book. I will not say document as it is I am not writing no treaty, but rather to inform me to try to enrich the document with some other data that makes it more enjoyable. I will not deny that sometimes I copy and paste it directly, G. would say, at the end here works one and the other we build, but the latter is something that haunts deny whoever needed since I am of those who never copy but pays homage to the letter from the deepest admiration and respect (well, says G. Picasso saying, good copy artist, genius steals , and I have no class nor to copy or to steal) .

For that, I finished "Yellow Rain" and began to search for information. And I found a text (unsigned) that should be a work or a thesis or do not know what about the book and started to read it to me. I extract some paragraphs from that letter still required to read and understand.

Following Saussure's theory, a meaning equivalent to a significant, defining thus the linguistic sign as a result of the combination of concept and image noise. But this relationship between the signified and the signifier becomes arbitrary and the more, in allegorical. Between signifier and signified can establish a paradigmatic that causes a particular element can be substituted for those that may appear in context. Llamazares

passes a possible allegory of the Heraclitean panta rei, played in a inexorable passage of time, the myth of the spectrum of the past.

We have an anthropomorphic nature similar to that of Romanticism, but with a touch of surround element that leads us toward the occult and to the devastation and destruction, a nature that comes to life to ward off the man of your domains.

From this point of view does not deny the allegory so far discussed, we can start at a point that rubs the metaphysical with reality if Licet componere magnis parva.

refer back to this design element symbols in the Bergsonism quaestio previously announced, assuming a world view that is a participant in the change.

And now, continuing, tell a few anecdotes. The first refers to a character DRYLAND very rough him sarcastically known as "the councilman of Culture" (when in a town of Cuenca and someone gets a nickname is for something). This character frequents a bar whose owner always made gifts for Christmas one year and gave a pen. By going to give it to the person in question said someone at his side - and what are you going to give this man a pen? The second told me Sensei. Commented in a group marriage had made her newborn daughter's name Dakota. - Dakota? Why? "Nothing, who read the name on a Western novel and liked it. "If there are people that you better not read.

And now try to relate everything. I will say that I enjoy reading and I read very little because I have no time to read more. And I enjoy reading. And I read because I enjoy. And instead of feeling proud as a reader I feel ashamed. And when someone asks me if I read a book, if the answer is yes no yes but depends. And I ask your opinion on the Heraclitean panta rei. If not, you think, this is mine. And then I say yes and I think he commented, dissertations, and enjoy a suckling pig. The downside is when the speaker has an opinion on the Heraclitean panta rei. And not only has but also the dispute. Then I Callus. Because this culture is very easy to hurt and belittle. And I cringe. And most refuse. Because if I meet who has written the text on "yellow rain" I can think of it that is up geek, but I keep silent. Because I feel hurt and humiliated me if I said that I have not heard anything, I have not absorbed or one thousandth of the book, what I anyone giving away a book. And surely, too, and after hearing my views, cry out to heaven, if there are people who are better not read. Because I was going to write about "yellow rain." I would tell a book is hard and that I liked. And now I can not because, although there is as ignorant as I am, who the fuck is Saussure? What Bergson? What friends have Bergson? Who has tied Bergson? And above all, I can not write about "yellow rain" because I do not know how to say in Latin, "you're an asshole.