called me care deeply the new advertisement and decorative look our packs of cigarettes today. A cadaverous man, his face crushed by years of "guilt" and violation of the perfectibility of ethics and order. Tired eyes, damaged skin, oily hair, stains of sin in every line of his eyes. This reminded me that I read a small article written by Carla Cordua, which, I must humbly admit, was ahead of my desire of expression. He laughed quietly out of people-that is, common sense, the "people" - which, he felt his "health" damaged for years and years of cigarette between his lips (not with that portray the context in which these cigarettes were smoked, "pleasure, desire, hedonism, body, etc? -) had no other singular audacity to" blame "to the tobacco companies for not having warned in time. Is understandable. Nobody knows that smoking causes harm, or that McDonald's hamburgers have morbid obesity, or that the aircraft dropped, or that the talks involve risks irreparable surgeries, etc. And since no one "knows" is the total responsibility, in this case of tobacco, injury "offered." The human being is idiot, naive and irresponsible. It can not therefore answer for himself or for his own actions that affect her body and gray land dust.
chance in the game releases a catastrophic roll of the dice. And the players played their knots himself (by chance) look their best qualities to promote the uncertain fate of the final outcome, victory or defeat. The loss goes deep. Blame it on the other. No liability whatsoever in their decisions, in the small and infinitesimal moment where the next step took "life." As the poor and unfortunate gentleman, who had smoked for 55 years, walked by as bar had visited so many women who lost count, enjoyed a cigarette after another, from one sip after another, while his body suffered his passion. Sad knight, no no responsibility for their actions. Naive man, in one of his last vital forces, seeks to accuse, blame your bad, looking to be part of public opinion, taking out his case against the light. But something twisted the invisible hand of the eyes, as that player, look low, leaving the field, while a silent speech, the quietest of all, endlessly repeats that he is responsible for the fall, While some colleagues uncontrolled talk of arbitration, and some unsuccessful bills that conditioned defeat. Luis Felipe Oyarzun
pd mountains. nobody knows that kills snuff, but we all know that snakes talk, especially in paradise.
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