There was a detour on the route to the theater performance this afternoon. She saw the group of people from the avenue before entering the tunnel and decided to get out of the taxi to go towards them. She had an idea of what so many photographers and models were up to, and that's why she became an accomplice, almost instantly. "The theater can wait, if I'm late, I'll go again tomorrow," she told herself. She walked down with her heels into the pit with us, there in the sand she doesn't need high shoes, it doesn't make sense. The clothes didn't make sense for such a profound scenario either, but she didn't care, everything to share with new people and to celebrate the change of plans.
Hubo un desvío en la ruta hacia la función del teatro esta tarde. Ella vio al grupo de personas desde la avenida antes de adentrarse en el túnel y decidió bajarse del taxi para ir hacia ellos. Tenía idea de lo que estaban tramando tantos fotógrafos y modelos, y por eso se hizo cómplice, casi instantánea. "El teatro puede esperar, si llego tarde, iré de nuevo mañana", se dijo. Bajó con sus tacones hacia el foso con nosotros, allí en la arena no necesita zapatos altos, no tiene sentido. Tampoco tenía sentido los ropajes para tan profundo escenario, pero le dio igual, todo por compartir con nuevas personas y por festejar el cambio de planes.
With the help of Google Translator Esp-Eng
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