Tuesday, November 24, 2009

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But two days later (two days ahead, according to the results of the final accounts would end up stealing from London), when they entered the Osterreichische Galerie, the Hall of challenging Klimt-Rimini, Sofia weak and adorable wrapped in a poncho as a Bedouin winter, both cheering the heated air with white clouds brought from the street, Rimini felt under who returns to a homeland after a long exile of sadness. He walked the halls, drowsy by the soft yellow light, and looked at the pictures with a reluctance happy, as if he were so far from all that could spoil the beauty or welfare. They stopped before the kiss and watched him embrace, victims of this mimicry that seizes the love every time you look at the image they have always believed that looks and talks. "Is the worst over, she thought Rimini, and when he wanted to name the" worst "thing that came to mind was not Vienna, and the constraints of language, or fever, even the money and the time that" Austrian error ", as had happened to call him, had stolen, but the mere possibility that did not foresee the future but in the past in that couple of hours had passed two days ago only, that Sofia, the heat mass small and compact now pressed against his body, had disappeared from his life forever. As the survivor every night before going to sleep, and again attended the accident that almost killed him, and only after its details relive that day discover that there were no distractions, no wet floors or fatal car, and that accident that never took place still has stolen a part of their future, opening an ugly wound in the soul, Rimini again be far from Sofia, was not, and that figure orphan, and plundered what froze in horror. Just to see what remains of a man when all that is, everything you think you are, is subtracted from the woman he loves. In

Past by Alan Pauls .

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