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Patricia Ackerman


I love to walk in my city discovering other cities that exist in it. Duplicate cities that end up devouring themselves. As Norberto de la Torre (mexican poet) says: "...Sometimes the Sun seems to stop on the plain, the shadows leave themselves come in rough seas. The city can become anything: a boat adrift; in a great dying whale; in a fire; in a huge circus tent. When you walk in the afternoon through the streets do not think in what you see, it can be false. City runs, such as the weather, in a never-ending parade of costumes and likes, especially, dressing herself, recur, to stay silent and hidden between the comings and goings of their twin..."

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