She was a circus dancer as a young girl. At the end of her life as a storyteller, she gathered people in her house to listen to her a thousand and one nights. Then came TV and in 1982 I watched the flood that formed an immense artificial lake for energy production.

He didn't really know where he was, he received correspondence with three different addresses, from three different municipalities, a border still to be defined, certainly on the sidelines. Out of town, in town, in three different cities, in none of them. Belonging to one place seemed unlikely.

At the top of a mountain, he came across a gigantic precipice, a valley between two immense rocky walls, where in free fall a trickle of water became smoke. With no roof, no floor in front of him, no concept of depth, his gait was hesitant, at the same time he lost himself, others were absolutely safe on the edge of the abyss.

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He spends his days looking at the sky and visiting all the little cracks allowed by the apartment where he lives. Climb on the bench to see a little more and watch the sun as far as your neck reaches.

Lying on the lawn between a cherry tree loaded with delicious ripe fruits and a river, at the back of a farm in the mountainous region of Itaiacoca, I watched the woods on the opposite bank while L. turned the aquatic soil with a shovel, the friction with the sandy bottom added. to the sound of the waterfall dominated. She partially covered her face and her gaze was then defined by the outline of her bent arm. A crack through which he began to observe the details of the trunks and the more distant trees. In the depths of that gaze there were leaves waving, he concentrated on them and a translucent sphere appeared at that point. The sphere divided into four segments, which opened like a diaphragm, inside it a female profile was picking a cherry with her fingertips.

She is afraid of that old closet, as in horror movies she imagines that wardrobes are gateways to other worlds. That's where the monsters come from. Mas talvez ele seja como uma página rasgada ou um livro fechado.