When Traveling Is No Longer Enough

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It always happens with cereal: I buy one brand, and I eat that same brand for breakfast every morning, for weeks and weeks, until I get tired of it. Frosties, Frosties, Frosties. Special K, Special K, Special K. Rice Krispies, Rice Krispies, Rice Krispies. And so on, and so on. I discover a new song and I listen to it over, and over, and over… until I check my iTunes and discover that I've listened to Copenhagen by Vetusta Morla 226 times and, therefore, I shouldn’t be very surprised that Read more [...]

From a distance, he looked just like him…

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Until that moment, he had been only words. Only words without a face. That doesn’t mean there is something totally wrong about it. That’s why literature is literature: everyone can imagine the characters as they want and, although the writer describes him with periods and moles, wrinkles and commas, on the reader's mind that character will always have different faces, depending on whoever reads the lines who cherish him. The problem is when the writer has not even clear how that character Read more [...]