Coordinates: 51°08′42″N 1°13′59″E / 51.145°N 1.233°E / 51.145; 1.233
Ewell Minnis is a village near Dover in Kent, England.
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Coordinates: 51°21′00″N 0°14′56″W / 51.350°N 0.249°W / 51.350; -0.249
Ewell /ˈjuːᵊl/ is a suburban area in the borough of Epsom and Ewell in Surrey with a largely commercial village centre. Apart from this it has named neighbourhoods: West Ewell, Ewell Court, East Ewell, Ewell Grove, and Ewell Downs. One rural locality on the slopes of the North Downs is also a neighbourhood, North Looe. Remaining a large parish, Ewell occupies approximately the north-eastern half of the borough minus Stoneleigh.
It borders a south-west boundary of Greater London at Cheam and is within the capital's commuter belt and contiguous suburbs of the Greater London Built-up Area, 12 miles (19 km) from its centre. Ewell has the main spring, with an adjoining pond, at the head of the Hogsmill river, a small tributary of the River Thames. A majority – 73% – of the population of Ewell is in the ABC1 social class
The name Ewell derives from Old English æwell, which means river source or spring.
Bronze Age remains have been found in Ewell and the Romans are likely to have encountered an existing religious site when they first arrived leaving pottery, bones, and a few other remains, which have been taken to the British Museum. Ewell is on a long line of spring line settlements founded along the foot of hills on a geological line between the chalk of the North Downs to the south, and the clay of the London Basin to the north.
Ewell is a village in Surrey, England.
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Ewell is both a surname and a given name. Notable people with the name include:
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Para no hacer de mi ícono pedazos
Para salvarme entre únicos e impares
Para cederme un lugar en su parnaso
Para darme un rinconcito en sus altares
Me vienen a convidar a arrepentirme
Me vienen a convidar a que no pierda
Me vienen a convidar a indefinirme
Me vienen a convidar a tanta mierda
Yo no sé lo que es el destino
Caminando fui lo que fui
Allá Dios que será divino
Yo me muero como viví
Yo quiero seguir jugando a lo perdido,
Yo quiero ser a la zurda más que diestro,
Yo quiero hacer un congreso del unido,
Yo quiero rezar a fondo un "hijonuestro".
Dirán que pasó de moda la locura,
Dirán que la gente es mala y no merece,
Mas yo partiré soñando travesuras
(Acaso multiplicar panes y peces).
Yo no sé lo que es el destino,
Caminando fui lo que fui.
Allá Dios, que será divino:
Yo me muero como viví.
Dicen que me arrastrarán por sobre rocas
Cuando la revolución se venga abajo
Que machacarán mis manos y mi boca
Que me arrancarán los ojos y el badajo
Será que la necedad parió conmigo
La necedad de lo que hoy resulta necio
La necedad de asumir al enemigo
La necedad de vivir sin tener precio
Yo no sé lo que es el destino
Caminando fui lo que fui
Allá Dios que será divino