I imagined people at breakfast, people who know each other intimately, probably a husband and a wife, speaking in unfinished sentences, in grunts, in coughs, as people do, particularly at that time of day. And I wondered what it would be like to sit down at that kind of dialogue, in which sentences are rarely completed and thoughts are rarely followed up and one person is not really listening closely to another. That’s all I had. And that’s when I began writing - Don Delillo
Tuesday 4 December 2012
LA COMUNIDAD
En Salchichas De Pollo detestamos a cualquier persona que hable o se refiera con cariño a “la comunidad”. Gente que trabaje por el bien de “la comunidad” no serán nunca bienvenidos a esta casa. Tampoco es que nos hagan mucha gracia los profesores, cualquier tipo de profesor. No necesitamos que nadie nos inspire, gracias
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