In the Light of the Wake
In the wake of a first-rate funeral home, here in Burgos, they were watching over the deceased in his present box, speaking of him with respect and…
There Are Natural Figs
I show the photo to my friend Jaime and, instantly, he says: "I praise the whores who put themselves at the crossroads selling their figs, going…
From Among All, I Choose the One with the Longest Grid
I was sunbathing, or what was left of it, because it was already dusk, on a sandy beach in the Spanish Levante, right next to a group of girls and…
