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Monthly Archives: December 2012
Media res
El camión frena sobre la vereda izquierda de la avenida, mal estacionado, y se abre el portón de atrás. Violentamente, el ruido furioso de la chapa contra la chapa. De adentro de la caja sale un tipo de mediana edad, … Continue reading
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No me corras
No me corras, te lo pido por favor. Me inquieta, me asusta, me paraliza. Una vez, cuando era muy chico, me corrieron y me lastimé feo. Querían quitarme un autito de colección que había encontrado tirado en la vereda. Estaba … Continue reading
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