An epilogue (or not)
To Áurea, who wanted to know how this story that never ends ended. Nothing begins and nothing ends, thought. Everything is a continuum. That's what was said seeing
To Áurea, who wanted to know how this story that never ends ended. Nothing begins and nothing ends, thought. Everything is a continuum. That's what was said seeing
I could tell it appeared suddenly, but I wasn't sure. Actually, I had been thinking about it for days, but the story did not quite take a form that would reach him
For Sara. What is the price of happiness?, they asked themselves later. They had been working together for a long time.. They hadn't seen each other for two months because of
There is no one who knows me better than myself. Sometimes I look like this, from outside, and I tell myself, look dude, you're not so bad. For everything that
There is no clearer sign that, with this virus, things are getting back to normal than the fact that your next-door neighbor
Las cosas como son. No es fácil ser un zombi. Un día cualquiera te despiertas como de un sueño y ya no recuerdas nada de tu vida anterior. Y digo
“Estudia”, le había dicho su madre millones de veces. Esa palabra la persiguió durante toda su vida. Y a lo mejor su madre tenía algo de razón, pero ella se
¿Y si empezamos por el final? ¿Dónde comienzan realmente las historias? Esta termina precisamente cuando aquel hombre que iba conduciendo de regreso del trabajo, se despistó un instante pensando en
A veces las casualidades desencadenan acontecimientos que pueden marcarnos para toda la vida. Esto es lo que recordaría ella más tarde, cuando repasara en su cabeza la primera vez que
El cartel se había caído en mitad de la acera. En la parte superior, en letras bien grandes, un texto dominaba el tosco diseño para despertar la atención del posible
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