I’m not modernilla. I admit it. With 14 years listening to my friends and I to Male G Frank Sinatra. I’m a geek. If. At that time I obsessed films of the 40s. Loved Rita Hayworth, musicals, Gene Kelly. So I’m not modernilla. I do not believe that there is a generation Nocilla, literary speaking. No direct generations. People are not fighting a common front. Nobody gathers in cafes Progres. No. The most that there are blogs with their modest function. And each person writing down what you like, what he believes may have outlet, or it leaves the nose because that is not writing to explode.