To me, at times, it happens for days and days to repeat certain words or certain phrases to myself, sometimes in a whisper, but only if they are of alone, for the sheer pleasure of listening to them. And Thursday, or maybe Wednesday, which I repeat to myself a grain of salt, which I think has a beautiful sound and you can use a grain of salt, but often without sounding too conceited. For example, there was in my house, this book by Perec, the disappearance, it is called, and that the books they are publishing all of Perec is a fact that some 'moves me. In short, the book is there and take my mom, it weighs, looks at him and I wonder who is Perec? and I would say that is one who has written books has made them beautiful and imposing strict rules and restrictions, or sometimes very strict and she interrupts me and he wanted to complicate your life? Are you a writer, just write and without pulling too long. And then look at the book yet and I do not, says my mom. Grain of salt, I would answer me. Instead I stayed silent.
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