I will not speak of ethics or religion. No.
When I was little - I speak as a grandfather and onion - was an event that could not miss, in parallel with the Trofeo Carranza. Was to go with your parents for a walk through Cadiz and standing in the window of Moral Apparel. Such as smart window, from the early twentieth century, with those golden letters and large. I was doing a gap between the other children and older, with my elbows, reaching to touch the glass window with the tip of my nose and release the steam before the three trophies, with their banners, balloons and cups fine. All children were so entranced in front of such a combination of yellow and blue with shiny silver trophies pristine.
Then, older, became a moral reference to prepubertal most important event of those years, it was - why not - your First Communion. Blue jacket and tie, sailor, sergeant or lieutenant general of the Air Force. We all wanted to take one of the suits Moral left us in front of their noses. Yet
a couple of years, you have no choice but to see their tuxedos and suits, which become a reference for your wedding or a party to go "arregladito." Moral
closed, or close its doors on 1 October this year, leaving the ink on the whims hidden the fact that I did not there as a shirt with my initials on the pocket. A whim.
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