He climbed the last steps that gave access to the terrace of some skyscraper. There was no emotional reason why it was there, just the logic of being one of the tallest buildings in the area. His purpose was clear, Carlos allowed himself to laugh at the irony of ending his life in the mostContinue reading “Two strangers”
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Kitchen Therapy
I was never a cook. Not that the kitchen was an inhospitable and mysterious environment but as the youngest of the family, I was responsible for drying and storing the dishes. Later, I was promoted to washing duty, too. The stove was always far away (depending on the size of the kitchen we lived in),Continue reading “Kitchen Therapy”
Meu grão de areia 