Desert on one side and the other and him at the center, thinking she saw a mirage that is not even that, because only a broken mirror which reflects the blind briefly with the feeling of finding someone nearby.
But no. Not expecting anyone.
rescuers did not expect any of those arriving late in the film, as does imagine the light beam projected onto the glass eyes.
but did not expect to see himself, held a moment, to know that their existence persisted. That
life that transmits its figure reflected and escapes from an irresistible thirst that does not mitigate the drink the blood of the wounds that occurs with the mirror that shows your own end.
De A smell of death Largo (1980)
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