Clodomiro el Ñajo’s mysterious chisel

Clodomiro el Ñajo’s mysterious chisel

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Everything I have ever read, seen, listened or heard in my life has been useful to me. I have never underestimated anything around me, no matter how insignificant it might seem. I assure you that, for me, as useful and valid has been the proverb said by my building doorman than a contemporary philosopher’s profound and meditated remark. Yesterday, after many years without knowing what other thing, apart from a pound of nails, Clodomiro had to buy at the hardware store, I FOUND OUT AT LAST! A FUCKING CHISEL! That’s what the pharmacist told him to buy.   Since the 1970s, when I first listened to this song by Carlos Mejía Godoy, I have been pondering on Clodomiro’s errand. My restless, curious mind, always on the alert, always making the…
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