Imaginé al hombre cuando bajaba trotando hacia el hotel, después del abrazo; consciente de su estatura, de su cansancio, de que la existencia del pasado depende de la cantidad del presente que le demos, y que es posible darle poca, darle ninguna.

-Juan Carlos Onetti

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