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Wall

"We would go out at night — González Lanuza, Piñero, my cousin and I —,
armed with buckets of glue and brushes provided by my mother, and
We walked for miles and miles gluing the sheets together.
"Through the streets Santa Fe, Callao, Entre Ríos and Mexico."

A blog about ideas, literature, and art.
on the wall and on the wall.

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© Guilherme Dearo 2025 — "inside the swift night"

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