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Abandoned Places

The club runs drunk Daisies, roses, hydrangeas and all. And they are trying to find some garden solidarity of those who, in Kaotika, there is no more.

Nature

suspect.

We know that trees do with plants and flowers in the bushes after dark. There are witnesses who claim having witnessed scenes of high erotic content under the lights of a lantern, in hallways and in some other source.

And the statues?

The sculptures equestrian horse goes in search of a mate in the next square. And the streets are lions, dogs, birds and all animals that live in fabulous places during the day. Lions of stone, bronze birds, fantastic creatures made of metal, marble or wood.

Also, according to witnesses, were some of the sculptures of our most celebrated heroes running through the deserted streets at night looking for some adventure.

Some places in our neighborhoods have trees over a hundred years, the poor old men, do nothing more than annoying, they walk slow and dragging branches, leaving suspicious footprints, broken tiles and ridges of land in the villages of the city.

drinkers who do not work at dawn, that night gather near the few water sources that are running.

We all knew of these problems.

all suspected that during the hours when the sun is not in charge of the day, naughty nature, uses shadows night out of partying.

This neglect of Nature, solely responsible for the streets, threatening citizens who eventually traveled the city streets at night.

this situation as worrisome, the authorities of the City of Kaotika, implemented the following measures to safeguard security and peace of its inhabitants.

And the best solution envisaged by the authorities was to force the seat to a "curfew" all from 20:00 am to 08:00 pm, to avoid the known nature and his associates roam our streets and thus have a safer city.

is why it was decided to place perimeter fences two feet in all squares. Making green spaces safer for citizens who may use squares only between the hours of 08:00 am to 20:00 pm.

addition, we remind the authorities of the city, which still has the ban on walking on the grass for recreational purposes, and that dog walkers are only allowed to snuff smoking cigarettes approved by the Ministry of Health.

Our authorities in their vigilance to raise the standard of living in our city, sparing no effort or imagination to make a Kaotika true queen.

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We just have a question, that why they put that horrible perimeter fence at the Government House?

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Far

suddenly appears before me in a photo. A photo that is not expected to find. You were always a person that has surprised me. It always gave you magically appear. Sometimes it was opening a door or look out a window, climb stairs or see you sitting in a bar at two in the morning. Although maybe you did not seem to, maybe I will was.

were many times that any sidewalk or in a park I ran into you. Give me a smile as the time your eyes focused on mine.

Abstracted and incomprehensible worlds flying was easy to surprise you. Worlds filled with new words and images unthinkable suddenly landed in the corner of your lips. Your kisses rain left me breathless for days. Until again I was on the verge of a strange horizon.

I told you in my dreams, my desires, of my desires. You were telling me about the moon while counting stars crashing on your balcony. I will repeat my plans to link the Pacific with the Atlantic sailing down the river a natural route called Amazon. You smiling at me without speaking, thinking it was still a child. Vos celestial painting clouds on the ground, and with colored chalk, you gave meaning to the cords, bumps and crosswalks.

This photo is rarely beautiful. 're Sitting on a bench pointing over my head. With your index finger and your eyes staring into infinity, you seem to me that over there is the future, or that in the sky shines a cosmos you only you can see. Your hair is moved to the evening breeze and the sun even more your achin blue eyes. In another mental picture, a gesture I remember the same but looking into my eyes, pointing your index finger to my lips to serve spoiled your kisses looks healthy, with no more intention to seal a moment or feeling.

Never liked the photos, that's not me, used to say.

polaroid In my mind you are always beautiful, fresh, always active, sometimes concentrated in an infinite point hidden in a shop window, or infinity a glass of wine.

always told you I did those trips, but I spoke of those who wanted to do. You talking to me instead of spices that season your dishes, the syrup of your desserts, and brand new sheets. Everything in the way you were always on alert. Always ready to explore new insights.

Then one day you went to another world, another dimension, another space that is not returned, leaving me in the pockets terronsitos sugar wrapped in tissue paper, a poem written in pencil, Photo folded into four, which unfolds as telling me to where I go, there is no other way You told me one day, can only go in one direction, toward the nearest future.

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Allow the group to leave and wait another that comes with fewer people. Is not that?

The sweet butter milk out bumps and blisters in the mouth. Half a kilo of Mantecol not enough for a night of anxiety.

Lemon ice cream to go down.

Reaching late for work because the work I do not care, I prefer fat breakfast croissants with coffee currencies with weekly allowance.

Peru and Carlos Calvo, when the martini and fries, the brunette serving tables is a good mother's face.

someone behind the counter who takes off her clothes. Seconds later a cat sized tiger runs into the street.

Now it rains.

one hundred twenty-six The about me to Plaza de Mayo.

pigeons flying in circles over my head and within my head everything is silent. My head is an abandoned subway station. Just enter the necessary light to avoid tripping over old memories. But I can not be allergic to dust that deposited on the old-time images of wars lost.

Behind the cathedral there is another church once told me, and that continues. In the block of lights and tunnels do not lead anywhere.

dreams remain dreams of grandeur.

I never ate a hot dog on the street. I do not dare. What if I ended up liking?

Again the work was late and I can not think of any apology. Now I have to go home. But I do not know if I want.

Is it a long way back home?

I lost long ago. When the world was a different landscape. When a white gingerbread and chocolate was enough for a night of smoke and flour.

When being a rebel meant to be shoes. And be supportive was to be revolutionary.

Today to be rebellious, alternative and anti-authoritarian have to walk on skates for the platform of the subway.

This time the bus did not stop, I almost run over. Maybe I'll walk. Anyway, the blisters on my feet today and I was not cured with salt.

Someone wrote in the street "morning coat" no "toy" ...

Anytime it rains ... the newsboy on the corner listening to music ... I know by heart every note, wish you were here, I dedicated it so many times ...

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The perfect crime.

All
he had to do was tell the "best friend" of his wife, that her husband had an affair with his wife. Then she took care of everything.

Two weeks later.

"The body of a man and a woman were found in a rental car in the parking lot of a hotel. Both had gunshot high caliber in the area of the heart."

two days later.

"a woman's body was found in his bed. The large-caliber gun was still in his mouth."

Two hours later, The young widower was having dinner with a beautiful woman in a restaurant in the area of the straws. The champagne flutes were courtesy of the owner, during the celebration of another anniversary of the couple.

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Still Life. Even in these times

Q ue got me worried now, is a lie.
not just today, a few days ago I've been thinking about my reality and my future. No, at this point in my life, if so what has changed the reality around me, or I've changed enough, to this reality does not satisfy me. Until recently my only concern was understandable get a job. Which I was running out of money, inevitably.

For a little over a month I'm in a new job, grateful to those who made it possible for me to get this opportunity, but also experiencing feelings that I do not like.

In other occasions I have found different jobs at different levels of interest, but none so far I had been as inconsequential as this.

When asked "how are you in your new job" answer "the is feeling bored, do not think there is another word that best represents what I feel. "

And here I was a dilemma, showing that even I belong to the human race, between the ideal and my current needs.

Every time I mention this, all without partiality, I respond that "naturally", that "there is nothing to be worried," "do not do more than protest everything ".... and comments of that caliber.

So what happens, maybe everyone sees as natural to be unhappy with their work is part of the job?

And the face of it nobody does anything that is natural?

So natural that nobody even says?

So natural that no one "do" anything?

And if some do, I say: "and you'll get used" "And leave something better" ... as if everything were due to chance, ensuring that our needs and desires are not enough to change our own reality.

I have two colleagues with whom I share tasks but we do this in shifts. Anyway, I had a chance to talk with them separately. Sometimes I see them perform these tasks we have in common. One is older than me for a few years, the other has a few years younger. Both almost two years who are performing these tasks. And looking at them, fear the idea of me and within ... A year? curved, look older than they have, always sleepy, sleeping in a chair leaning against a corner of the kitchen (to be outside the scope of the surveillance camera).

When I travel to my workplace on the train. When I walk a couple of deserted streets in San Isidro (a walk to delay my arrival) before going to cover my guard, I think the world is not defined in the path that goes from home to work. I think there's a world full of wonders to explore. Hundreds of natural scenes to go. Thousands of places and events to meet.

Then despair of powerlessness, a storm of mixed emotions erupt inside me to think, what with so many world go, laid waste my time staying in front of a monitor, taking the phone and worrying about issues of no importance in my life. (This last sentence is very long, but necessary).

always to start the day, as soon as I put my feet on the ground, I get worried. But I always Espabila sunlight, or silent and powerful presence of the moon. It is then, when I have some mates, a post with my gear and I get on the road waiting "The next adventure?, Hoping that lady luck wink me again (but harder).

While I'm planning to escape ... continue walking through the streets, protesting, angry, but hopeful that at some point to re-route, re-travel the roads of discovery and innovation.

That if, when I cross the street, I can not laugh in the face.

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Even in these times fast as a Cadillac without brakes,
daily
have a minute you close your eyes and enjoy by lying
less.

Even in these times in which I'm happy in another way, every day
have that moment when I play
spring
to have you forward.

Even in these times back to laugh with friends,
every day have the time
in which breathing is a must for me
ungrateful.

And the pain would go much further if
're inside my soul,
if you look like a ghost
who lives in the mirrors.

Even in these times
trivial as a costume ball,
every day have a few hours
to scream at the break of dawn, the lack
do to me.

Even in these times to learn to live without a wait, every day I have

relapse and want to forget but I can not forget
I can not forget.


(letter) Joaquin Sabina