That must be read between the entry os 6 and 11 August...How Agustina blaquier proposed me sold the carriages collection where my father put his ass.

After the table history I coming back to “La Barra House” to continue to paint puting all my strongest will to stop with the drugs, But the fucking Arias don’t stopping to call me by phone ad mid night to wake me, perhaps with the intention to push me to the drug again, just to one day who furious take the car go to his house and I knock his face as he never call again. But if Arias was go out the son of the wife of my neighbor, his replacement was, this one was a 23 years old young drug addict, who start rest to sleep at my house in friendship ambiguous, his mother was in sexual relationship with Nene Danuzzo the partner of the suicides son of the Baroness. How the summer started he came with his girlfriend and his small daughter, obviously to make a familial frontage as the moral level for my neighbors was far to the standar familial summer tourist like the others tree near houses, at this neighbourhood everybody had a corpse hidden at his closet. At the middle of December junior Ayerza accompanied by Silvita Greeen landed at a small house 200meters near my house obviously with drugs. One of this nights was the last phone call for Arias, this one make me a police denounce about I'm knock him, Junior Ayerza take his defence, and I kick off him for my house. Silvita stay with me gave me reason. The fight with Junior was a problem as I trade with him and Hobbs about a pair of commodes of his family. Finally the business was finish to the of summer end when the traitor Massot had removed me to my House. That was a beautiful conspiracy for this illegal partnership between my biological Family and all this gangs of criminals. But Argentina is a criminal’s country, anybody go to jail. Only the enemies of the current turn government. If you are a son of a disappear left wing, quickly you can have human rights obtain you the ADN test, but if are the son of HRH Duke of Edinburgh, you didn't have any hope. I go to dedicate a chapter to this topic. In February I coming back to Buenos Aires as Alejandro Massot Asked me to go to anonymous narcotics at the two first days I discover there the gay architected Fabian Fabri the friend for the Frias Ayerza sisters who offer me drugs again Then I decided coming back to Punta to present me on a Maldonado tribunal cause the mounted accident. There was evident all was a lie, don’t existed denounce all this was a conspiracy to make me gave the shares of my House to this fucking traitor, the price of his treason was his big ass elder son was invited to play polo at “La Conception” The Blaquier Family is maids and lackey family but Massot was more inferior too. More or less the summer come to the end and my self feel boring for the drugs and the unrestricted sex performance. In my psychological routine the homosexual sex was only ephemeral gratification like a candy, never a sentimental solution of my lack of affection. But during this period start to make me some questions. This entire row was unnecessary if not a hidden power back managing Then I start to try knowing who the hidden power is. Remembering when I go to London with the two Pineapples spoon holders Hobbs invited me to the Opera for "Cosi fan Tutte" if that was a message of my father, he deserve only one answer Shameless!
March finished we return to Buenos Aires to try to start to work again. Agustina appears to proposing me go to see the carriages collection for my biological mother where the Duke of Edinburgh was sit, the idea was sold every . When I arrived I must speak my disgusting stepsister Agustina an her paedophile husband (He abused her two daughters during they was teenagers) an Brazilian man named Billy Matarazzo (My English corrector proposed me two options, Motorize or Paparazzo) this new rich was son for an ordinary Brazilian tasteless woman who one day make me go to her house to make some estimates of her furniture, the house was very bad placed over a full transited avenue, entry with the car to the house gate was more dangerous as jump on trapeze in a circus. She makes go only to know me. Making me lose my time as nothing was for sale and nothing was O.K. for sale too. But that is a current routine for the South American society. Not respect for the rights or feelings for the others. The same atmosphere was a la “Concepcion” coming for nothing, my stepsister Agustina tell me, we want sold the carriages collection and we want too, you managing the sale. We had speak with Sarachaga, that is decided, then make your business ask for your commission, I don’t want be informed for nothing about, she say. My answer was. If you had speaking yet with this people you don’t need me, I don’t have anything to do there. She insists no you must speak with the fat Sarachaga. After that she show me the farm, explained me they are 6000hectares every is in order, taking time to tell me you can understand, you can have the usufruct but the capital is for my grandchildren. After that I was coming back to Buenos Aires.
One day after I go speak with this lout, who tells me. Here the experts for the eighteen century furniture are my porters. My answer was There correspond with your catalogue descriptions. And send him fuck off. During these proceedings I see my biological mother two times speaking absolutely nothing .But how she was with Alzheimer I find that normally. At this moment I decided not continue with this relationship and don’t speak more about this business with the quoted Sarachaga.
How my apartment for Buenos Aires was sold the last year to pay the house of “La Barra” who I arrived to pay the half price. I must rent a flat, for coincidence the day that I start to search my glasses were scratched and could not read, then the “Loyal Luciano” search for me and we find Avenida Alvear 1881 1ª B, two rooms, to low to jump for the balcony, and to near the street to sleep the night, the traitor Massot the same who stolen my house signed the guaranty for the contract, the owner of the flat was Jew