Building the centenary of the death of Tolstoy, insert this entry
a story that I loved it when I read it. FLY
you have to kill again.
I killed so many times, in Casablanca, in Lima,
in Christiania,
in Montparnasse, in a party room Lobos,
in the brothel, in the kitchen, on a comb,
in the office, this pillow
I'll have to kill again,
I, with my only life.
Cortázar, "Papers unexpected" Two
great end.
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