Don't Blame Celta For It
Like so many times before I did exactly the opposite of what my father expected from me so I wouldn’t resemble him at all, to live a completely different life. Just in case. Because for a long time fear and hate were the main nurturers of a sick relationship that lasted way too long. So long that before I could notice it was too late to undo the wrongs, clarify the misunderstandings. Go together to Balaídos.Request more information
SPANISH | Libros del K.O.
The Art of the Interview
Life is a Secondary Road
The Mechanism of Tides
How Much does a Human Head Weigh?
Through Secondary Roads: An Escape
New York Dictionary
The Murmur of the Mexican Border
New York, desire and illusion
The American Dream