By jlinaresp on Skatehive
*This town of mine is like a breviary, yes, an endless sequence of hymns, psalms, and stories, which I read and write at the same time, without allowing myself a pause and without finding peace... Este pueblo mío es como un breviario sí, una secuencia interminables de himnos, salmos e historias, las cuales voy leyendo y escribiendo a un mismo tiempo, sin permitirme pausa y sin encontrar sosiego... This town is its relics and its heroes, its truths and its fables brazenly displayed in its streets, and my shameless gaze stripping all of its normality, with this almost incurable vice of impertinent recording... Este pueblo son sus reliquias y sus próceres, sus verdades y sus fábulas con descaro explayadas en sus calles, y mi mirada impúdica desnudando de normalidad todo aquello, con este casi vicio incurable del registro impertinente... I myself am my memories, and they taught me to see, and I rummage, and I slip between the covers of forgotten books, popping my nose into other people's h