5 August 2008. Gray morning, white truck. Girl just alongside, subtly arched nose, dark hair. She leans into monitor, fluttery yellow note pad akimbo, checking one or another piece of information: times for morning meditation, Craig's List cars (?)... Movement of her hand on mouse, then pen, then mouse again. Touches side of her face. Quiet. Bath soap, too...soft, of some kind...
A field in the north, near Tucumán... Alazán, a sorrel. Reddish coat, high withers, narrow legs. The lure of horses. White patch on forehead, a smallish triangle, flat side at the top...
Many years back: Language, truth, and logic.
Beauty, too...
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