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Mi problema con Fleetwood Mac

My Problem with Fleetwood Mac

There is music you listen to, and there is music that, in some obscure way, listens to you. Fleetwood Mac belongs to that second kind.

My Problem with Fleetwood Mac

There is music you listen to, and there is music that, in some obscure way, listens to you. Fleetwood Mac belongs to that second kind.

El tribunal invisible

The Invisible Tribunal

We judge from the outside, from the surface of things. We judge a phrase, a reaction, a silence, a seemingly incomprehensible choice. And with that incomplete fragment, an entire story...

The Invisible Tribunal

We judge from the outside, from the surface of things. We judge a phrase, a reaction, a silence, a seemingly incomprehensible choice. And with that incomplete fragment, an entire story...

Hombre sentado reflexionando en un atardecer sombrío junto a dos perrillos chihuahuas.

Of Expectations and Other Demons

Expectations are an elegant form of self-deception. They are born with a noble appearance. They present themselves as confidence, as faith in others, as a gesture of goodwill towards the...

Of Expectations and Other Demons

Expectations are an elegant form of self-deception. They are born with a noble appearance. They present themselves as confidence, as faith in others, as a gesture of goodwill towards the...

El deseo: ese animal sin moral

Desire: that animal without morals

Desire has no morals. It doesn't need them. It doesn't recognize them.It doesn't ask if it's convenient, if it's right, if it's opportune, if it's fair, if it will destroy...

Desire: that animal without morals

Desire has no morals. It doesn't need them. It doesn't recognize them.It doesn't ask if it's convenient, if it's right, if it's opportune, if it's fair, if it will destroy...

La vida no prometía tanto

Life didn't promise so much

Life doesn’t present itself as a coherent story. It's more like a scattered list of scenes that didn't ask permission to stay. Moments that accumulate without order, without hierarchy, without...

Life didn't promise so much

Life doesn’t present itself as a coherent story. It's more like a scattered list of scenes that didn't ask permission to stay. Moments that accumulate without order, without hierarchy, without...

¿Entonces qué? ¿Nos casamos?

So, what? Are we getting married?

For years we were taught that marriage is the natural culmination of love. The happy ending. The goal. The achievement. Social validation. But we were rarely told the truth: love...

So, what? Are we getting married?

For years we were taught that marriage is the natural culmination of love. The happy ending. The goal. The achievement. Social validation. But we were rarely told the truth: love...

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