belonged to the side of those who supposedly drank milk car, which remained in a bad trip perhaps exceeded the elixir of Florifundia, drowned between eight and eight, or perhaps squeezed by their own circumstances. Born here, live here, die here. Imperceptible sensitive souls. The kingdom of the mad and tics. Cross the line and escape. It was one of those many unreal visions abound in the city. A bereft of fear of ridicule. Crazy. One of those characters who exist in every town and neighborhood.
This crazy now come to live in my memories, had a catty character, but also canine. Appeared, disappeared, unfriendly and friendly at the same time. Suddenly, unstitched and began his speech. His eyes were marbles flying in all directions, sweating fear, distrust, paranoia. His body was stooped, is achiquitaba almost disappeared and then we never stopped talking and talking. From their mouths came buzzards, snakes, black butterflies and ants.
was the queen of conspiracy theories. She claimed that she was watching, who followed, who had one eye looking everywhere. He said the Americans had chosen his father for some experiments that had been injected with evil beings' small ¨ in the blood, which had sickened and studying their physical deterioration. He said his dad had evidence that, that doctors and important people were involved. The crazy swore that the U.S. government ran the experiments and who preferred not to keep talking because they could kill. ¨ Poor
crazy, better invite them to a drink ¨, everyone said.
(La Lucha Libre published on Wednesday, October 6, 2010 in elPeriódic o)
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