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“Cada día había que tapar la barba, sacarse los bigotes con cera, pasarse horas planchándose el pelo con la plancha de la ropa, caminar sobre zapatos imposibles, hay que decirlo, imposibles, cómo pudo alguien en el mundo inventar esos zapatos de acrílico, tan altos que se podía ver el mundo entero desde arriba, tan altos que no daban ganas de bajarse de ellos, tan altos que los clientes pedían por favor que no te los sacaras, y los lamían esperando saborear un poco de esa gloria travesti, esa frivolidad tan honda, esos piesotes de varón coronados por zapatos de princesa puta.”
― Camila Sosa Villada, Bad Girls

“Out of little acorns do mighty oaks grow.”
― Paul Auster, 4 3 2 1

“... the fundamental quest both before and after his new life began had always been a spiritual one, the dream of an enduring connection, a reciprocal love between compatible souls, souls endowed with bodies, of course, mercifully endowed with bodies, but the soul came first, would always come first, and in spite of his flirtations with Carol, Jane, Nancy, Susan, Mimi, Linda, and Connie, he soon learned that none of those girls possessed the soul he was looking for, and one by one he had lost interest in them and allowed them to disappear from his heart.”
― Paul Auster, 4 3 2 1