The patatarte
Compote
After listening to The patatarte, we are never the same again. We gain maturity, intelligence and in my case, beauty. The patatarte wrote Compote after a failed attempt to cross the Atlantic in a rubber raft. A sandwich with a side of 1990s, please. No problem, here's Compote. The patatarte, is like the wind. Sometimes caressing, sometimes powerful, always invisible.
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