Just arrived in Vancouver, Canada.
It’s 4h am, I’m sleepy but, the impression I have is that I made a trip to inside the GRACIE Magazine’s world.
After all, wherever I look, I read a bilingual text.
It’s a kind of a nightmare in which I am editing the mag all the time.
Neil Gaiman would call it despair.
Is that possible that, after so many years working on it, I became a part of the mag?
December 1, 2006 at 6:17 am |
Lucao, you ARE Gracie Mag (-;
December 2, 2006 at 11:49 am |
this sounds more like a kafka novel.
March 5, 2007 at 8:34 pm |
Wanted to say keep up the good work!~….i met you in moline…with crispim and sapao….(ralph gracie)..was wondering if you ever got foto’s from renzo’s fight when the whole family was int he ring……..i wanted to see if you have that foto….would liek to get a hold of one…..for my family for i was in the ring also………
Keep up the good work…you did such a good job…i bought a 1yr subscription
ciax
Esqueleto