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Short Stories from Carlos Salinas


and before stepping out, he covered her with his
jacket. He walked beside her in the rain, still
smiling.
I had to record what I just saw. Searching
my person, I found a piece of paper in my
pocket, a list of some sort, took out my pen and
began writing:
As I sat there feeling the warm vapor…
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