I have no phone, but at home I get fifty calls a day, and that every two or three years changed the number. More than once, running in Palermo, I crossed the car only to ask me: "Have you signed an autograph for the baby?". Sometimes, when I fuck, I think: "How to break the balls this son of a bitch." But I get no answer wrong. And in the end gives me tenderness. I see him being happy with his autograph for the baby ... I'm an idiot.
León Gieco.
Source: Rolling Stone 89, August 2005.
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