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

Things as they are. It's not easy being a zombie. One day you wake up as if from a dream and you no longer remember anything about your previous life.. and I say

“Study”, his mother had told him millions of times. That word haunted her throughout her life.. And maybe his mother was somewhat right., but she knows

What if we start at the end?? Where do stories really begin?? It ends precisely when that man who was driving back from work, He was distracted for a moment thinking about

Sometimes coincidences trigger events that can mark us for life.. This is what she would remember later., when he went over in his head the first time

The sign had fallen in the middle of the sidewalk.. At the top, in very big letters, a text dominated the rough design to arouse the attention of the potential