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Author Archives: Manuel Valencia

About Manuel Valencia

Aprendiz de persona. Amante de la musica de Django Reinhardt y de los espias de John Le Carre.

Suddenly

Suddenly as if it was a dream that surprises you, I found myself seated in one of those old diners with speckled plastic tabletops and shiny metal walls with vaulted ceilings. I noticed that across the booth I occupied was a man that reminded me very much of someone I felt I knew. Sitting next … Continue reading »

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La celebración

No recuerdo bien cómo se inició todo este asunto. Cómo un recuerdo, que su origen estaba en un pasado distante al cual mi memoria ya no tenía acceso. Solo recordaba pedazos, que después de algún tiempo pude ordenar en mi mente como piezas de un rompecabezas. El primero fue que un viejo amigo me escribió, … Continue reading »

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Captivity

It had been a long time coming, that I came to consider bringing my sheets and towels with me. I had postponed my decision because it seemed a bit extreme, and I was trying to rid myself from my fears and insecurities, that had grown inside my like wild weeds, throughout the years. Entering the … Continue reading »

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A dinner invitation

By now, some decades ago, having diner with a couple friends of ours, a puzzling tale was told us. It did not, at the time appear to be of any transcendence, but not for hearing the same story from a different source, that I could not get it out of my head, and had to … Continue reading »

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Temores y malentendidos en la era de la Corona

temor nombre masculino 1. Miedo que se siente al considerar que algo perjudicial o negativo ocurra o haya ocurrido. 2. Sospecha de que algo es malo o puede conllevar un efecto perjudicial o negativo. malentendido nombre masculino 1. Dicho, hecho o suceso que se interpreta equívocamente. Después de corroborar que estoy usando los términos correctos, … Continue reading »

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The Apprenticeship

In the beginning As far back as I can recall, this part of my life experience had a murky beginning. The concept and definition of friendship was not very apparent, nor clear then, as it is for me now. A simple and humble description could go like this; friendship is a relationship of mutual affection … Continue reading »

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La Invitación

Unos días atrás, cenando y conversando con unos amigos, nos contaron una anécdota extraña que no le di mucha importancia, si no fuera, por haberla escuchado días después de otra pareja amiga. Al terminar la noche me quedé pensando en lo sucedido, especialmente, como hubiera yo reaccionado a esa serie de eventos. Raúl inicio el … Continue reading »

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The prose and cons of relationships

Understanding the beginning before reaching the end. In the beginning of an amorous relationship, there are so many new sensations, many pros, and fewer cons. This is because the individuals are investing heavily in the relationship, hoping it is a success. These are exhilarating times, possibly not only for the discovery of an enriching relationship, … Continue reading »

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Ella y el ensueño

La realidad Después de unos largos años de ausencia y de haber trotado por mucho del mundo, me encontraba nuevamente en mi patria natal. Había vuelto casi como un extraño con cierta regularidad. Mi estadía fuera había creado una persona menos atada a sitios, cosas y gente. Esto era acentuado por mi personalidad pragmática y … Continue reading »

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The return

After a long stay abroad, I found myself coming back home. Since my earliest recollections, I had been fortunate enough to be born to parents that travelled somewhat on missions for the government. As with most things, pros and cons abound. I was too young to have noticed that I was almost born in Jakarta, … Continue reading »

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