I think I've never again be in a place with so few tricks like that and one person with so few tricks like that. That he knew me to life. A salitre. In real life we ??revere, love, serve and evoke when the other, pseudo, mental, we do not like it, exhausts us, We finally got confused and no longer interested
This is news here I spread and advance of a work, "Más allá del Everest", made even in the spirit of yesteryear and the desire to always travel writer: enter the wheel to travel read, travel writing and rereading to travel again, passing the baton from one hand to another
(...) I tell him I am only interested in something very specific, a ghost. "Agree", accepts the challenge. "I look for traces of a Spanish ambassador who came here in the fifteenth century" loose. "I seek the spectrum of Gonzalez de Clavijo".