tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14152197432837170472011-07-29T00:19:03.997-07:00Historias Urbanas... y otras no tantoHistorias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.comBlogger791100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-64052460700944921382010-05-23T12:57:00.000-07:002010-05-23T12:58:49.192-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S_mI1vbpM2I/AAAAAAAAALo/U7La_ci8N7o/s1600/hor4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S_mI1vbpM2I/AAAAAAAAALo/U7La_ci8N7o/s320/hor4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474557278892405602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Así se baila el Frevo</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-6405246070094492138?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-79504869850644765172010-05-23T12:54:00.000-07:002010-05-23T12:56:44.011-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S_mIWNl4Z5I/AAAAAAAAALg/WbRAalcoRhI/s1600/o9.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S_mIWNl4Z5I/AAAAAAAAALg/WbRAalcoRhI/s320/o9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474556737232594834" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">De Queixo y Charque</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-7950486985064476517?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-32139615578423982212010-05-23T12:52:00.000-07:002010-05-23T12:54:10.891-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S_mHqmSiONI/AAAAAAAAALY/nclwmFQf2XY/s1600/94.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S_mHqmSiONI/AAAAAAAAALY/nclwmFQf2XY/s320/94.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474555987948091602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tostándose al sol, fuera del </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">alcance de los tiburones</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3213961557842398221?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-35959083821699682332010-05-23T12:51:00.000-07:002010-05-23T12:52:24.152-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S_mHWTRqVsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3mxSOqrIMbI/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S_mHWTRqVsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3mxSOqrIMbI/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474555639246771906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Recife, 2010</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3595908382169968233?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-24648237206397200642010-02-28T04:31:00.000-08:002010-02-28T04:33:00.997-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S4piXMuWyUI/AAAAAAAAALI/tDGHBcxhCjo/s1600-h/100217+jos183+juiciodia2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S4piXMuWyUI/AAAAAAAAALI/tDGHBcxhCjo/s320/100217+jos183+juiciodia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443271250322835778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ellos siempre están presentes...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-2464823720639720064?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-10428438718310905442010-02-28T04:29:00.000-08:002010-02-28T04:31:27.372-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S4ph1kKZHJI/AAAAAAAAALA/yXfgiTa0Wy0/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S4ph1kKZHJI/AAAAAAAAALA/yXfgiTa0Wy0/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443270672498891922" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Gritaban desde el otro lado de la valla:</span><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Bussi asesino, vas a pagar</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">será implacable la justicia popular..."</span></span><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1042843871831090544?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-14789265452024202822010-02-28T04:28:00.000-08:002010-02-28T04:29:41.630-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S4phnetAqZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/patgWINtEzg/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/S4phnetAqZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/patgWINtEzg/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443270430515308946" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1478926545202420282?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-91507048301850374222009-11-29T09:43:00.000-08:002009-11-29T09:47:39.158-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxKzn1T-E0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/3GPDOMpjwvY/s1600/S6306410.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxKzn1T-E0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/3GPDOMpjwvY/s320/S6306410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409583599332496194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-9150704830185037422?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-38940562895513787422009-11-29T09:39:00.000-08:002009-11-29T09:43:00.897-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxKyY0_4WdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UJc_R_l8BKw/s1600/DSCF0058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxKyY0_4WdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UJc_R_l8BKw/s320/DSCF0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409582242038569426" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">25 de Mayo de 2005. Santiago del Estero</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tedeúm en la Catedral</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3894056289551378742?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-4704705770578341392009-11-29T08:32:00.000-08:002009-11-29T08:34:48.256-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxKid6-aqtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xwyv0ZcyIyc/s1600/100_2087.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxKid6-aqtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xwyv0ZcyIyc/s320/100_2087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409564737356344018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Una gota, y otra gota, y otra gota... tuc tuc tuc</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-470470577057834139?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-77505444218683637922009-11-27T18:45:00.000-08:002009-11-27T18:47:21.409-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxCPEPYpsEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/IGQkAavtLPI/s1600/PICT8158.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxCPEPYpsEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/IGQkAavtLPI/s320/PICT8158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408980455484141634" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">En la Biblio--Ca</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-7750544421868363792?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-26134768278530666092009-11-27T18:40:00.000-08:002009-11-27T18:42:44.196-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxCN60MJPjI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pWixXaRL-T4/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxCN60MJPjI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pWixXaRL-T4/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408979194053475890" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Por la "Gran" Vía de Salamanca</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-2613476827853066609?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-10186383506655955352009-11-27T17:11:00.000-08:002009-11-27T17:17:04.070-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxB5dccwiRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nqczK-Th3VM/s1600/flia+Barengols.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxB5dccwiRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nqczK-Th3VM/s320/flia+Barengols.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408956699231947026" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mi bisabuela, Mi abuela, Mi madre...</span></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mi tío, Mi abuelo<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">Recuerdos de Familia</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Allí, donde descansan la memoria. Allí, donde el recuerdo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">es siempre tiempo presente. Cuando la vida era en blanco y negro</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1018638350665595535?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-41084054112676732622009-11-27T17:06:00.000-08:002009-11-27T17:10:26.163-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxB4Xpw85II/AAAAAAAAAKA/DO0tv_ilnzE/s1600/100_1047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SxB4Xpw85II/AAAAAAAAAKA/DO0tv_ilnzE/s320/100_1047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408955500215460994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Deme otra para el camino</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-4108405411267673262?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-72146958556728730492009-11-27T06:40:00.000-08:002009-11-27T07:51:39.719-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Sw_lLs4KCcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/azSjDKvDxZo/s1600/DSC00642.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Sw_lLs4KCcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/azSjDKvDxZo/s320/DSC00642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408793666683275714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dicen que Juan se separó, yo la verdad es que no lo creo. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">El muy capullo se andaba con otras chavalas en las noches.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Igual, "Sandrita", su mujer no le pediría el divorcio. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Que ya saben, ella lo necesita. Claro, el que lleva el guiso a casa es él. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nooo, ella no quiere trabajar, cree en esas estupideces de la liberación femenina.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">No, claro, esto en "nuestra época" no pasaba. </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">No, por supuesto que no. Y ¿qué me cuentan de doña Chicha?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sí, hace varias semanas que no viene. Dicen que está en Andalucía.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Y claro, ella sufre mucho con este clima Castellanoleonés. Necesita humedad. </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-7214695855672873049?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-90360749570512277622009-11-27T06:37:00.000-08:002009-11-27T06:40:26.844-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Sw_kqt9dRcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-kycwX7Tfp8/s1600/PICT8903.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Sw_kqt9dRcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-kycwX7Tfp8/s320/PICT8903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408793100038260162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Alcoholes. Tinto de toda la vida</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-9036074957051227762?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-63138675768626235142009-11-22T06:20:00.000-08:002009-11-22T06:24:21.807-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SwlJZnVl6gI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1eZab7BdKiY/s1600/S6308445.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SwlJZnVl6gI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1eZab7BdKiY/s320/S6308445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406933532040096258" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">No se distraiga mientras conduce, la GRAN ciudad castiga</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-6313867576862623514?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-66328061853731937532009-11-22T06:16:00.000-08:002009-11-22T06:19:37.010-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SwlIRKAV8PI/AAAAAAAAAJg/6L2G2wlkO2Q/s1600/100_2024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SwlIRKAV8PI/AAAAAAAAAJg/6L2G2wlkO2Q/s320/100_2024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406932287215759602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Convocatoria: IIIº Marcha de las Antorchas</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-6632806185373193753?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-78561308339363135172009-11-22T06:13:00.000-08:002009-11-22T06:16:07.541-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SwlHcA7EfkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RfG6jeKXfSc/s1600/100_2037.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SwlHcA7EfkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RfG6jeKXfSc/s320/100_2037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406931374244658754" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-7856130833936313517?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-23338559120158079782009-11-22T06:09:00.001-08:002009-11-22T06:11:25.234-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SwlGYQ5SPFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aj4dSnC-_-U/s1600/abcolorbyn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SwlGYQ5SPFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aj4dSnC-_-U/s400/abcolorbyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406930210301033554" border="0" /></a><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Fotomontaje: <a href="http://bitacora.jomra.es/" target="_blank">Jomra </a>/ En la imagen: Abraham Kotler en los años del blanco y negro</strong></span></p><hr width="100%" size="2"><p align="center"><strong> </strong></p><p align="justify">Un domingo cualquiera camino por el Rastro de Madrid. Un domingo cualquier camino por San Telmo de Buenos Aires. Me llaman los anticuarios, me llaman las antigüedades. Y ahí voy, dispuesto a ver cómo eran esos objetos que hacían el cotidiano vivir cuando todo era en blanco y negro. Un sifón de soda de vidrios, un teléfono negro y una estampilla adosada a un sobre a punto de salir del correo. No por nostalgia, pero si por la curiosidad de saber cómo era todo cuando no era como es ahora. No había celulares, ni Internet, ni Bares Resto, ni 24 horas, ni aire acondicionado en los coches, ni… ni… y la gente era feliz, en blanco y negro, con la spika en la mano escuchando el partido del domingo, que solo era en domingo. Nada de mp3, ni mp4. El tabaco olía a tabaco, el vino era tinto y se servía en “pingüinos” dispuestos y el “fulbito” se jugaba en las calles del barrio. </p><div align="justify"> </div><p align="justify">No es cierto que todo pasado fue mejor. Lo que si es cierto es que con menos se podía ser más feliz. Sin celulares, sin sms, sin ringstones, sin Messenger, sin mail. No me niego al progreso. Pero tengo claro que no debemos dejar que el “progreso” nos meta en una vorágine consumista que nos consume. Mientras tanto déjenme pasear otro domingo por el rastro de Madrid o por San Telmo de Buenos Aires. Y revisar el arcón de los recuerdos donde encontramos la foto que disparó estas reflexiones. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-2333855912015807978?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-45673164060015991602009-08-27T03:34:00.000-07:002009-08-27T03:38:36.939-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpZhbuwHLII/AAAAAAAAAJA/5ix-A_PlQWE/s1600-h/desaparecidos.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpZhbuwHLII/AAAAAAAAAJA/5ix-A_PlQWE/s320/desaparecidos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374590334347455618" border="0" /></a>1) No nos explican por qué pudieron ser sus egresados.<br />2) No nos dicen por qué pusieron esta placa.<br />3) No respetan sus nombres, "Mony" no los ha respetado.<br />4) Les han quitado historia.<br />5) Nos han obligado a la amnesia.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Ellos, han sido parte del "Cuerpo de Delegados de Bioquímica". La dictadura de las desapariciones los secuestraron, se los llevaron los torturaron. Intentaron borrar su memoria. Pero aquí estamos para completar los datos de la placa. Ellos, los setentistas, PRESENTES.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-4567316406001599160?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-51640953878308963412009-08-27T03:32:00.000-07:002009-08-27T03:33:30.533-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpZg3xXL0SI/AAAAAAAAAI4/N1PXCIxKjrQ/s1600-h/f3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpZg3xXL0SI/AAAAAAAAAI4/N1PXCIxKjrQ/s320/f3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374589716572918050" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">y... Good Show!!</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-5164095387830896341?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-38868677905658300072009-08-25T12:19:00.000-07:002009-08-25T12:20:23.670-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpQ5SzWsSXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/U3jE5AKSq5Q/s1600-h/santasemana.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpQ5SzWsSXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/U3jE5AKSq5Q/s320/santasemana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373983250545658226" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"La Pasión" del penitente</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3886867790565830007?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-83926514119486772322009-08-25T12:16:00.000-07:002009-08-25T12:18:06.134-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpQ4l6HOA1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/X_P8s_JHpgw/s1600-h/borriquilla.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpQ4l6HOA1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/X_P8s_JHpgw/s320/borriquilla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373982479265694546" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">La "Borriquilla"</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-8392651411948677232?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-50777416901979260582009-08-25T12:14:00.000-07:002009-08-25T12:15:01.429-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpQ4G4amuII/AAAAAAAAAIg/MpdDQq6pD8U/s1600-h/mamuschas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpQ4G4amuII/AAAAAAAAAIg/MpdDQq6pD8U/s320/mamuschas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373981946234189954" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Original one...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-5077741690197926058?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-62258510618217217832009-08-25T12:11:00.000-07:002009-08-25T12:13:11.345-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpQ3d50j3MI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gyArK5pAvLE/s1600-h/basura.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SpQ3d50j3MI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gyArK5pAvLE/s320/basura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373981242236853442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Y todo se pudre igual</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-6225851061821721783?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-36179085562421478422009-08-17T12:59:00.000-07:002009-08-17T13:03:14.821-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Som21DI9OYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/95NjxWMRMIk/s1600-h/DSC00351.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Som21DI9OYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/95NjxWMRMIk/s320/DSC00351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371025053108222338" border="0" /></a>Me asomo al balcón. Miro la cara del frío. El mundo se aproxima de mi. Y yo huyo de él. La burbuja señala que se aproxima el final. Desde el balcón aspiro el monóxido de carbono de los coches. Miro una vez más la cara del frío. Y me refugio en mi taza de café negro. Una mañana salmantina de invierno tiene ese que se yo.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3617908556242147842?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-55448165934856319522009-08-15T07:17:00.000-07:002009-08-15T07:18:05.870-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SobDlNydo8I/AAAAAAAAAII/L4GXNlHIvBg/s1600-h/pueblo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SobDlNydo8I/AAAAAAAAAII/L4GXNlHIvBg/s320/pueblo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370194649809789890" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-5544816593485631952?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-57222967427698113042009-08-15T07:13:00.000-07:002009-08-15T07:15:08.996-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SobCxHXOeGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aMiCSr4S02c/s1600-h/16.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SobCxHXOeGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aMiCSr4S02c/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370193754731739234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">¿Dónde están mis derechos?</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-5722296742769811304?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-58202033845525712092009-08-15T07:03:00.000-07:002009-08-15T07:06:08.798-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SobATu407pI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qYUy9efUcVQ/s1600-h/783290.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SobATu407pI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qYUy9efUcVQ/s320/783290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370191050922323602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Salamanca, 2008</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fotografía publicada en 20minuto.es / La Semana Santa de los lectores <a href="http://www.20minutos.es/imagen/783290/">AQUÍ</a></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-5820203384552571209?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-66155646346381418452009-08-14T03:38:00.000-07:002009-08-14T03:39:35.230-07:00<ul><li><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoU-vR3MoEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/zfXVvFr6SEQ/s1600-h/dgratis.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoU-vR3MoEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/zfXVvFr6SEQ/s320/dgratis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369767112678875202" border="0" /></a><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com/2009/06/dgratis-i.html">DGratis (I)</a></li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-6615564634638141845?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-42057831869928782352009-08-14T03:13:00.000-07:002009-08-14T03:15:16.944-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoU49xhu_aI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1ETl5cpHLaA/s1600-h/atardecer+en+salamanca.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoU49xhu_aI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1ETl5cpHLaA/s320/atardecer+en+salamanca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369760764627189154" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Que no es poco</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-4205783186992878235?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-70103244100027071802009-08-13T17:58:00.000-07:002009-08-13T18:06:47.718-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoS4k2H80cI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7anCAYf5ODs/s1600-h/reloj.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoS4k2H80cI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7anCAYf5ODs/s320/reloj.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369619598876135874" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">7.16 de la mañana. El despertador suena. el hombre del pijamas azul duerme profundamente. 7.17 de la mañana. El despertador sigue sonando. El hombre del pijamas azul se despierta sobresaltado. Descubre con asombro que afuera llueve. 7.18 de la mañana. El despertador ha dejado de sonar. Solo se escucha el tic tic de sus agujas. El hombre del pijamas azul decide no ir a trabajar. Se acurruca bajo las mantas, coloca la almohada arriba de su cara y olvida la lluvia. El despertador tic tic... tic<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-7010324410002707180?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-16236459722082792172009-08-13T17:50:00.000-07:002009-08-13T17:52:11.486-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoS1C5KGWiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/paAtkNhpkRU/s1600-h/bus.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoS1C5KGWiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/paAtkNhpkRU/s320/bus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369615717040020002" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Aquí la cuestión... viajando en gerundio</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1623645972208279217?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-16194692072013335352009-08-13T17:48:00.000-07:002009-08-15T07:12:54.865-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoS0eAClDYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0gGyEX78u1A/s1600-h/rodaje2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoS0eAClDYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0gGyEX78u1A/s320/rodaje2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369615083232365954" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Chuf Chuf</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1619469207201333535?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-34202153262865723292009-08-13T17:44:00.001-07:002009-08-13T17:44:58.737-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoSzaDMdVCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5ODNzNjR88o/s1600-h/pato.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoSzaDMdVCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5ODNzNjR88o/s320/pato.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369613915848004642" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">En un parque de Salamanca</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3420215326286572329?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-83773130711397388542009-08-11T12:29:00.000-07:002009-08-11T12:30:50.743-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoHGxVGxLZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OIxkqt60Lpg/s1600-h/evita.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoHGxVGxLZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OIxkqt60Lpg/s320/evita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368790781583764882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Todavía hay devotos de "San Evita"</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-8377313071139738854?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-66378284132766899442009-08-11T12:28:00.001-07:002009-08-11T12:29:30.713-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoHGYybKWXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JKUU_bsYo5A/s1600-h/rosquetes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SoHGYybKWXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JKUU_bsYo5A/s320/rosquetes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368790359957199218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">¡¡Hay rosquetes, rosquetes!!</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-6637828413276689944?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-8557250394172235442009-07-26T16:46:00.001-07:002009-07-26T16:53:48.198-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmzrDOxifyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/A3pdDjUy3-4/s1600-h/san+cayetano+buses.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmzrDOxifyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/A3pdDjUy3-4/s320/san+cayetano+buses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362919697029431074" border="0" /></a>El frío se apodera del paisaje. Dentro y fuera del autobús hace un frío que cala los huesos. "¿Quién es el conductor?", me pregunto impaciente. Quedado en el tiempo de la geografía el bus avanza cansino por tierra y asfalto. Son las cuatro y media de la madrugada, cuando el chofer decide girar hacia la banquina. Estaciona el micro frente a una capilla. Desciende con un manojo de llaves. Abre la capilla y entra. Desde el autobús observo algo tembloroso, mezcla del frío helado y del frío nervios que recorre por mis venas. "¿Qué hacemos en este sitio?", me pregunto impaciente. De pronto veo al conductor encender una vela y observo que hace unos ademanes como si rezara. "¿Se estará encomendando a la Virgen del Belén?", vuelvo a preguntarme impaciente. Al momento el hombre, muy bien "emponchado" sale de la capilla, echa llaves y regresa al colectivo. Pone primera, da un giro a la capilla, sale a la ruta y continúa viaje. La rutina se envuelve de misterio. El viaje más frío de mi vida quedará grabado en mi memoria. Y en mis huesos. Calados.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-855725039417223544?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-73787567220830431322009-07-26T16:44:00.001-07:002009-07-26T16:45:17.306-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Smzqdf2OftI/AAAAAAAAAGo/c-TjNPQs4jY/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Smzqdf2OftI/AAAAAAAAAGo/c-TjNPQs4jY/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362919048777465554" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Postales Belichas (II)</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-7378756722083043132?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-85348293243877825382009-07-26T16:43:00.000-07:002009-07-26T16:45:27.528-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmzqLlNhSPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/SoFFMaIRqj0/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmzqLlNhSPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/SoFFMaIRqj0/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362918740979697906" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Postales Belichas (I)</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-8534829324387782538?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-23500419038423815092009-07-22T05:19:00.000-07:002009-07-22T05:20:18.061-07:00<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CRUBNIS%7E1%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmcBsy2RssI/AAAAAAAAAGY/C7XmA0BHl_8/s320/enelcamino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361255750483161794" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">En la nada, en viaje hacia la nada</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-8512665128895645207?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-20665065762071607332009-07-22T05:06:00.000-07:002009-07-22T05:09:32.601-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmcBQx66WBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6xHgN58F_FM/s1600-h/camiones.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmcBQx66WBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6xHgN58F_FM/s320/camiones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361255269197830162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">En una gasolinera</span></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">de cuyo no nombre</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">no puedo acordarme...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-2066506576207160733?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-27499895711357091202009-07-22T05:04:00.000-07:002009-07-22T05:06:29.037-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmcAk05k4SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UKAdIBMK9Cs/s1600-h/amia15anios.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmcAk05k4SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UKAdIBMK9Cs/s320/amia15anios.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361254514083291426" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">La memoria apunta hasta sangrar... </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">No podrán hacernos olvidar, ni el Estado, ni las instituciones</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-2749989571135709120?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-85172119952914072942009-07-22T05:03:00.000-07:002009-07-22T05:04:48.960-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmcALqtSM7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vBPpLFPUkSk/s1600-h/totoras.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SmcALqtSM7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vBPpLFPUkSk/s320/totoras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361254081850651570" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">En el medio de la nada, a 80 kilómetros de </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Rosario... (no siempre está cerca)</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-8517211995291407294?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-23487828894034645052009-06-29T02:14:00.001-07:002009-06-29T02:14:59.567-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SkiF9BZuOmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fscwV2NAr6I/s1600-h/lagataeneltejado.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SkiF9BZuOmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fscwV2NAr6I/s320/lagataeneltejado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352675440524671586" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-2348782889403464505?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-71991421015703773262009-06-29T02:12:00.000-07:002009-06-29T02:14:04.947-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SkiFv23pCHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gMXDM33sSbo/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SkiFv23pCHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gMXDM33sSbo/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352675214359070834" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">La previsibilidad del sistema</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-7199142101570377326?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-37212502950574466702009-06-29T02:10:00.000-07:002009-06-29T02:12:48.318-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SkiFX2uqUbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ljo76CNYDPQ/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SkiFX2uqUbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ljo76CNYDPQ/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352674802004545970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Votar o Botar, esa es la cuestión...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3721250295057446670?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-75346361809053707592009-06-16T16:21:00.000-07:002009-06-17T09:45:11.181-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjgpOJlth2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/CXT_r_LAV10/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjgpOJlth2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/CXT_r_LAV10/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348069880571463522" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">15 de Junio de 2009 - Atlético Tucumán</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">campeón de la B Nacional</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-7534636180905370759?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-17783669449402519162009-06-16T16:19:00.000-07:002009-06-16T16:20:27.677-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjgorO3yNCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yOcUARvW3_4/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjgorO3yNCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yOcUARvW3_4/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348069280694023202" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">15 de Junio de 2009 - Atlético Tucumán</span><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;">campeón de la B Nacional</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1778366944940251916?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-68628357944941991972009-06-16T16:17:00.000-07:002009-06-16T16:19:12.186-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjgoK4F_O7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1kCmAaqSDyY/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjgoK4F_O7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1kCmAaqSDyY/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348068724823767986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">15 de Junio de 2009 - Atlético Tucumán</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">campeón de la B Nacional</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-6862835794494199197?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-90116665015349926302009-06-14T07:01:00.000-07:002009-06-14T07:04:02.597-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjUDSY2TNcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/afxGyCQrDL4/s1600-h/S6308528.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjUDSY2TNcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/afxGyCQrDL4/s320/S6308528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347183747015062978" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-9011666501534992630?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-12352062291140773262009-06-14T06:58:00.000-07:002009-06-14T07:00:35.799-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjUCfLEYg0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/0ZvCVBMRoNM/s1600-h/S6306692.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjUCfLEYg0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/0ZvCVBMRoNM/s320/S6306692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347182867142705986" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1235206229114077326?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-11820657417888907072009-06-14T06:55:00.000-07:002009-06-14T06:57:47.807-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjUBzTXvKKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/a7VLj8WvncI/s1600-h/S6307215.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjUBzTXvKKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/a7VLj8WvncI/s320/S6307215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347182113457121442" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1182065741788890707?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-37307449766363916402009-06-11T12:00:00.000-07:002009-06-11T12:02:32.327-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjFUuM6TL2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/-GO-GfeoDgY/s1600-h/DSC03295.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjFUuM6TL2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/-GO-GfeoDgY/s320/DSC03295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346147385381957474" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3730744976636391640?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-37516814181995896052009-06-11T11:58:00.000-07:002009-06-11T12:00:26.585-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjFULwq7OkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oUjxkVPQtKM/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjFULwq7OkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oUjxkVPQtKM/s320/DSC00609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346146793685727810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Feria del Libro en Salamanca</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3751681418199589605?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-11448965424484746712009-06-11T11:56:00.000-07:002009-06-11T11:58:10.994-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjFTur8XZ7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/BX7hMwZICjE/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjFTur8XZ7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/BX7hMwZICjE/s320/DSC00421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346146294200494002" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1144896542448474671?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-59921434560187718792009-06-11T02:46:00.000-07:002009-06-11T02:48:16.772-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjDSvFSxQrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/i8xOYL9Bcto/s1600-h/Negative0-08-8A%281%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjDSvFSxQrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/i8xOYL9Bcto/s320/Negative0-08-8A%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346004464005366450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Porque yo... nací en el Mediterráneo</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-5992143456018771879?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-54727075353101559472009-06-11T02:44:00.000-07:002009-06-11T02:46:06.528-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjDSV2uDKwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eky961UsyVI/s1600-h/PICT4360.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjDSV2uDKwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eky961UsyVI/s320/PICT4360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346004030596524802" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-5472707535310155947?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-7824585546520008422009-06-11T02:42:00.000-07:002009-06-11T02:44:05.822-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjDRtS50gCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qPY0WOEWw2k/s1600-h/DSCF0091.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SjDRtS50gCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qPY0WOEWw2k/s320/DSCF0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346003333787451426" border="0" /></a>S<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">antiago del Estero - 25 de Mayo de 2005</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-782458554652000842?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-61498926575283380182009-06-08T09:58:00.000-07:002009-06-08T09:59:24.464-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Si1DU4qnYUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hxdsmnnFnEY/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Si1DU4qnYUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hxdsmnnFnEY/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345002358846218562" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Festejos por el ascenso</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-6149892657528338018?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-2287829936842360002009-06-07T06:30:00.000-07:002009-06-07T06:31:49.486-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SivBO3B3TfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/y65XSD3Pu7M/s1600-h/juicio.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SivBO3B3TfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/y65XSD3Pu7M/s320/juicio.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344577843839323634" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-228782993684236000?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-9580923811260335192009-06-07T06:29:00.000-07:002009-06-07T06:30:41.201-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SivA1VH-u_I/AAAAAAAAADw/DeAyKlWnEKE/s1600-h/zamora.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SivA1VH-u_I/AAAAAAAAADw/DeAyKlWnEKE/s320/zamora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344577405241441266" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ciudad de Zamora en el corazón de</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Castilla y León</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-958092381126033519?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-20969783239141384192009-06-07T04:59:00.000-07:002009-06-07T05:00:55.902-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Siur794NxtI/AAAAAAAAADo/nxVJH8vFRJ4/s1600-h/pict7855.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Siur794NxtI/AAAAAAAAADo/nxVJH8vFRJ4/s320/pict7855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344554429516203730" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-2096978323914138419?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-36155386157933585382009-06-07T04:57:00.000-07:002009-06-07T04:59:30.226-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiurlyXGOyI/AAAAAAAAADg/wQsStn9luq8/s1600-h/PICT8327.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiurlyXGOyI/AAAAAAAAADg/wQsStn9luq8/s320/PICT8327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344554048467385122" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3615538615793358538?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-35966658392550739342009-06-07T04:52:00.000-07:002009-06-07T04:57:31.464-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiuqmHaX7bI/AAAAAAAAADY/j4NM1L-oOgo/s1600-h/PICT8839.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiuqmHaX7bI/AAAAAAAAADY/j4NM1L-oOgo/s320/PICT8839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344552954606644658" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sobre Lucio Urtubia: Lee </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.deigualaigual.net/es/opinion/firma/2401-lucio-anarquista-albanil-ruben-kotler">aquí</a></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3596665839255073934?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-5879289748849511092009-06-04T12:45:00.000-07:002009-06-04T12:47:54.439-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Sigk4Adgu4I/AAAAAAAAADI/guFbksWl29s/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Sigk4Adgu4I/AAAAAAAAADI/guFbksWl29s/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343561502490147714" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-587928974884951109?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-58170068778165998322009-06-04T12:42:00.000-07:002009-06-04T12:44:30.570-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SigkD-MlBzI/AAAAAAAAADA/payGWvsbcN8/s1600-h/S6307086.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SigkD-MlBzI/AAAAAAAAADA/payGWvsbcN8/s320/S6307086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343560608529057586" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-5817006877816599832?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-2648701957282805322009-06-03T14:48:00.000-07:002009-06-03T14:50:57.351-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SibwHkGH8tI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P84dxFU53bk/s1600-h/S6300229.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SibwHkGH8tI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P84dxFU53bk/s320/S6300229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343222020660785874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">No solo estaba sacando fotos</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-264870195728280532?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-65394489173244022522009-06-03T14:46:00.001-07:002009-06-03T14:47:57.850-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SibvhQtTNkI/AAAAAAAAACw/sNfYDADxstU/s1600-h/DCFC0035.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SibvhQtTNkI/AAAAAAAAACw/sNfYDADxstU/s320/DCFC0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343221362621363778" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-6539448917324402252?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-68770821917434132522009-06-03T14:10:00.000-07:002009-06-03T14:12:49.029-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SibnRcELq7I/AAAAAAAAACg/0YV7xvcBljY/s1600-h/pict7842.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SibnRcELq7I/AAAAAAAAACg/0YV7xvcBljY/s320/pict7842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343212294699199410" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-6877082191743413252?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-13654703878376083432009-06-03T14:06:00.000-07:002009-06-03T14:08:37.966-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SibmKIPhRtI/AAAAAAAAACY/15qwGv_gZBQ/s1600-h/PICT8751.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SibmKIPhRtI/AAAAAAAAACY/15qwGv_gZBQ/s320/PICT8751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343211069607331538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Anuncios Gratis, Telefónica dignifica</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1365470387837608343?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-22903283782442255892009-06-03T03:01:00.000-07:002009-06-03T03:02:37.940-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiZKFyyE5SI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BPJ0GzwJHp4/s1600-h/1977.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiZKFyyE5SI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BPJ0GzwJHp4/s320/1977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343039471313282338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Salamanca</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-2290328378244225589?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-18559458268988498542009-06-02T20:22:00.000-07:002009-06-07T05:01:22.005-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiXs1Y1I_kI/AAAAAAAAACI/gw2Sk66kilY/s1600-h/PICT7002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiXs1Y1I_kI/AAAAAAAAACI/gw2Sk66kilY/s320/PICT7002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342936934887521858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Salamanca, una tarde cualquiera</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-1855945826898849854?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-90012381749057370272009-06-02T20:20:00.001-07:002009-06-02T20:22:29.345-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiXsVE6OkvI/AAAAAAAAACA/SwzMTlcwBSI/s1600-h/Negative0-20-19A%281%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiXsVE6OkvI/AAAAAAAAACA/SwzMTlcwBSI/s320/Negative0-20-19A%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342936379784336114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ciudad Rodrigo. Febrero 2006</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-9001238174905737027?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-5948345656190997302009-06-02T20:15:00.000-07:002009-06-02T20:18:42.037-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiXrGRr0IRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X1c77PEOE_s/s1600-h/PICT8027.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiXrGRr0IRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X1c77PEOE_s/s320/PICT8027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342935026003878162" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-594834565619099730?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-32446142189593096232009-06-02T20:10:00.001-07:002009-06-02T20:14:19.677-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiXqeihDkUI/AAAAAAAAABw/1Y4smGAKQDE/s1600-h/S6308537.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/SiXqeihDkUI/AAAAAAAAABw/1Y4smGAKQDE/s320/S6308537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342934343327387970" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-3244614218959309623?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1415219743283717047.post-54970631811092513772009-03-24T13:13:00.000-07:002009-06-03T04:17:40.103-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Sck_D2J8faI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kos82lwPI50/s1600-h/24demarzo2009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUP1ftgNnXU/Sck_D2J8faI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kos82lwPI50/s320/24demarzo2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316850170396966306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">24 de Marzo de 2009. Historias Detrás de la Puerta. La historia de las Madres de Plaza de Mayo en Tucumán. Narrada en primera persona.<br /><br />Entrevista a <span style="font-weight: bold;">Sara Mrad</span>, histórica militante de Madres de Plaza de Mayo. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Primera Parte de la Entrevista</span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=f9d7e93" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Segunda Parte de la Entrevista<br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=626c21e" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tercera Parte de la Entrevista</span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=3e720b6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cuarta Parte de la Entrevista</span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=5a61642" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1415219743283717047-5497063181109251377?l=historiasdetrasdelapuerta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Historias Detrás de la Puertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14712632429369830550noreply@blogger.com0