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Edith Umbrella

Posted by Geneva | Posted in News | Posted on 10-09-2020

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THE magician in the novel saw reflected his walks, some of their conversations. She was the Maga, the innocent woman having a bath in the waters of metaphysics, intuitive, though not as cultured as the intellectual world that surrounded it. Edith knows that it served only as inspiration because there are things about it that are not real and which are part of the literary character. I was not dishevelled or with broken shoes. It was not petulant or spoiled, he said. Although the best alibi of Cortazar will be provided that he wanted to see the magician as he had to begin by closing your eyes. However, there are chapters of the book as part of his life and which are there, in their memories.

As that day who sacrificed an old umbrella in the barranco de Parc Montsouries a frosted sunset of March. You’ve found it in the Place de la Concorde, a little broken, and you used it a lot, especially to put it in the ribs of the people on the subway and buses, always clumsy and distracted and we laughed like crazy while we empapabamos us, thinking that an umbrella found in a square should die with dignity in a park, not you could enter the ignoble tacho garbage cycle we took him to the top of the Park, near the footbridge over the railway and from there I pulled it with all my strength at the bottom of the ravine of wet grass, says hopscotch, and Edith again launches a cry in which Cortazar believed to recognize an imprecation of Valkyrie. Oh, yes – laughs-, all of that is true. That was funny, very funny. But the parks, the Axolotl, chance and his thin waist were lost in the disappointment that ended his relationship with the writer. ACCOUNTS pending Edith saves the best memories of those years.

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