Saturday, April 11, 2009

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In short, then I sat opposite me. Imagined, believed, you were watching, studying. Yes, it is possible. But what else: I also did the same. Pass it easy, as the table of two. Do not get mad, it's my way a little sneaky, cat, as they say. If you did report, go a little-well-behind: May 2008, do you like? It's Friday night, your puppet with bulging eyes began to muttering in his ear. Muttering, you know what it is muttering and then a biliary colic? No? You should have learned to reason at this point. Yes, I know, you learned jogging, but with a little late, I think. A little. To help: ñata night say. Je je. Some time later, he said, I sat opposite me. Error, these things are not done with a cat. Poor, you were with what you thought an advantage. A childish advantage. He had not, never was. What things are. How they change. Now I'm back, sentadito and serene. Kissing too. But in the neck. Or to put it more properly: playing with the black. With the black chess pieces. And not even started.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

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Better to say things quiet

Text Juan Becerra for submission of the fissure in the Ateneo de La Plata

only thing that makes sense is what is not working, what is wrong, incomplete, what is not understood. It is a principle that holds a bañeciano general idea about literature: literature is imperfection. It is made with the imperfection and horizon-no matter where-is imperfect. The fissure of Rolando is proof of this principle. But here the flaw is biological. There is a fissure in Rolando, a breakdown of the functional perfection (an opening which in fact imperceptible appears as an abyss) that gives Gabriel Banez or artistic treatment
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Text Michael Russo to the presentation of the fissure in the Ateneo de La Plata

As another fissure if Gabriel could start saying "write I can not speak. " But it would be quite dishonest. Should read, write, I begin a novel with this sentence and I won this hand. From this moment, the moment of reading, I can only mimic the words, academic posturing and talk of palimpsest or stop writing. While I decide one of three ways, I follow the reading. Read
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Saturday, April 4, 2009

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SELECTED WORKS TO INTEGRATE THE SECTION
"DANCE WITH DREAMS, AND FEATURE NATIONAL MEDIA.
Marfici 2009

"Basically a well," Humus Group.
"About no one is normal "by Marcelo Mosenson
" The kids disappear, "Marcos Rodriguez.
"Belville (deposit of subjects lost)," Magdalena Pardo.
"Forest", Paul Siciliano and Eugenio Lasserre.
"America alone," Gwenn Joyaux
"fraternal" by Javier Gorleri.
"As two strangers," Fabián Bianco
"Celo", Fabian Forte.
"The path of silence" by Mercedes and Jorge Falkemberg Zanzi.
"Villa" by Ezio Massa.
"Your eyes when it rains", by Diego Rodriguez Caligaris
"The Dog Dream "by Paulo Pecora.


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