I'm spending a lot of time trying to get a glimpse into the big questions of life and death that worry me. It's very weird. Suddenly I don't feel the same about a lot of things: the nature of experience, my journey in life. I also think that as humans we often times feel the need and the right to know everything, which is exhausting and leads us to rigidity and erring.
Microrelato ''Amor entre dos hombres en Bata''
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*Parte 1 - La cancha de Bome*
Tenía 19 años.
Yo no sabía que se podía extrañar a alguien que acabas de conocer él se
llamaba Esono de 20 años; jugaba con...
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