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Mauritius
Kartun

Tras más de veinte años de militancia en el peronismo tiré la toalla finalmente un día en los ´90 menemistas. Tanto dolor, tanta sangre, pensaba algo avergonzado, para terminar en esto. Y me fui con varios otros intentando dar un portazo que entre la bulla de odaliscas y los escapes de Ferrari nadie escuchó y al que nadie le dio demasiada bola.

Me consolaba la angustia imaginando a esas dos décadas de compromiso como tránsito hacia otra cosa. Y a ese pensamiento que me había apasionado -a sus ideólogos, a sus intelectuales- como pasillo, como fracaso que abriría otro sueño alguna vez. Me enfrié. Y un día que la biblioteca por causas naturales colapsó, ciertos estantes cada vez más polvorientos -Those of Hernandez Arregui Cooke-shelf fell to the floor, that to which the years and your waist will make you visit only when necessary. I here the confession and mea culpa.

passed few years. One day, when everything seemed to have been so from the south appeared this type. "We are children of the Mothers of the Plaza" he said. After lifting the box was the dictator. And he stood right against everyone ducked. Tamed political Meanwhile, with so little pet negligible economic power came out of nowhere a wild dream at last that he needed.
One morning due to the type I was browsing again geoculture of Kusch. Day Next I went back to culpable silence all his books at the height of the head that is where those who matter to you.

thanks intimate and late Nestor Kirchner, who returned to my books stature. Dignity. Which brought me back to me this faith in the present and the passion raging about its future.