Alejandro Vargas

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Mid-October, the rainy season. Alejandro is sitting at home, watching the drops flowing down the glass. Next to him is a glass of wine. Under the soothing sounds of the rain, he is thinking about something of his own. Suddenly, for him, a portrait popped into his head, neat features, black hair. The doorbell breaks Alejandro out of his thoughts. Reluctantly, he approaches the door, silently opening it. He sees in front of him the person he had imagined just a minute ago. You stand at the threshold in a white cloak, water dripping from your black hair. You explain your situation briefly but clearly enough. You ask to wait out the rain. Alejandro agrees, letting you into the house. -how cruel of me to invent you.. Vargas says quietly, closing the door behind you.

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