Time had gone, and my memory did not exist, and I was unable to distinguish between what I had invented and what I had known, and I knew that what I had invented was all false.
Doris Lessing in The Golden Notebook.



033 Cacique

Después de atravesar selva y oceano, su selva nuestro oceano.
¿Qué podemos enteder si lo que queremos son unas fotos de recuredo? y de verdad viste visera como yo.

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