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Neuroscience for romantic


If I have to find out something about how the brain works, that is how it heal memories. A smell, a song, the name of a person, how you pronounce my name ...

Where, in what corner, what fold, in which convolution is seared. How to create paths of neurons, circuits and networks that lead me to your memory with every thing that evokes. How to grow the path that leads me to the fire of your name.

Why I can not forget? I want to know how to store your memory with a pen in my head. I know because I will not ever forget. Because little thought that the soul is the brain cell. And now, more, I think that flask, the battery that powers the brain is fed, in turn, as the beautiful memories I have with you.

is not formal, not too scientific. But it is a bit of faith that I like to hold on.

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The train from City to City Idyll Vanity, was a young couple making cuddles. Continuously kissed, laughing and playing, eager to get to your destination to give free rein to the growing excitement they felt. And nobody seemed to notice as the train was half empty and respectfully, the other passengers sat free elsewhere and let them continue their caresses and necking.

Half of the line in one of the many stops, rose middle-aged man who sat in front of the couple. She sat on her boyfriend's lap and laughed, waiting for the newcomer to feel embarrassed at the scene and decided to go to any of the many free sites that were still in the car. However, the man started the couple looked at him. The boy whispered to his partner, something bothered, to sit beside her and she reluctantly obeyed him, but still kissing or playing with his boy. The mystery man, still looking, pulled the phone out of his pocket and pointed his camera at the young couple.

"Sorry, sweetheart, you could sit back on your boy, is that lame but you do not both ..."
"What?" Said the boy missed.
"Who are you?" Asked the girl separated from her husband and appearing alert.
The man, still do as they filmed with mobile said
"Do you know these gentlemen who work in the film putting the people who come late to the room?"
"Ushers?" the boy said blankly.
"But I am bothered. I get paid by people misplaced. Kiss a little. "
The girl, who was still holding hands of her partner, was released and went to sit properly, with scarlet-red complexion.
"You are a pig," she said.
"Get out of here," threatened the boy.
The man stood up.

"They call me in many ways. Spoilsport, short-rolls break-atmospheres, saboteur, censor ... I am dedicated to preventing behavior out of place in public places. Rest assured, "said the boy throwing the phone," this mobile is a model. "

The boys looked puzzled and looked at how bothered he was leaving and approaching a guy who listened to his MP3 with feet flat on the front seat. Without thinking twice, put his shoe on the thigh of the boy:

"I allow, is that I have untied shoelaces." Bent a little more about the shoe resting on the boy's leg. "Wow, I've stepped on a catalina ... do not mind, right? "