You live on the ground, walk your days long in your eyes (nothing really), everything in the way you call youand broadcast you signs on the direction of walking and good path, you find on every way signs you want where you want, signals to cross or stop or fit or change the path. (alia) selled like my way and wayand i stopped her many signs, but she began to coincide with herand was interrupted, but maybe and understand life signals; in order to answer many questions, she was hiding, he was launched in the proliferation of a leader in her journey to badia. If you are dear reader who raises life signals, across the talesand penetrate the worldsand you have curiosity to knowand get to decode the puzzle of life, i promise you that you enjoy with us in the flow between the browse of the journey (alia) to the badia.
