This is a collection of stories and reflections, some very old, told more to myself than to others, perhaps. I am fast in writing, I beat the keys quickly because I have more words than time.
At those moments, I'm not the one who does so much, and it's, to say it with Gina, a great blowjob. As I write I'm more, I'm what I see and I try to put in a text.
Then, when I’m finished, I feel at peace with myself and that’s where the real work begins, that of editing. Although I often translate it, I am not precise and punctual, I mistake the accents and I jump some consonant not to speak of the commas, but at the bottom I don't care, because these are my reflections and my precious moments of writing, which in the end I dedicate to my wonderful minority of readers.
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