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Joaquin Berto, a writer, deviser words, irrational entigretado with touches of calcium sulfate. Hailed by the independent press, cheered by young hienescos melanin overwhelmed. Famous for esquilofrases as "Miraculous spinning wheel, sharp, clear crap, random, eroded, unmistakable rough skin of a camel, like a turtle with traces of crimson fucked a daiquiri glass." This man, messiah of a new narrative asensibilidad, we found a hot morning in February with a deep fever at home. He looked away. Nothing. The refrigerator. Nothing. Pantry. Nothing. The toilet. Nothing. Bird cage. Nothing. His canzoncillos. Hardly. The dishwasher. Nothing. Searching for his fourth found the solution to the puzzle: your computer. Your computer sucked. Then called a technician, one either, "enazulmonado like a whale semen restregante drawn upside down with crayons in black and white bastard prick enazulmonado encabrietado because, just by clicking empinchetando dirty sadness tears of stone " typed as he expected.

Then it was technical. Although the apparatus looked and I wonder what you do, sir? I am a writer of words nventador . Uhh, bad thing, "said the technician. You see, always offering up words a complication to the computer: they are newly hatched, so you just control your sphincter, and instead of peeing, because they need to pee in the trash, do it in the CPU, making everything smell shit. Did not you write rude words? The truth is yes. Uhh, horrible, rude words shit everywhere. You have to look after them. If, moreover, fluttering leaves, ie if not placed in a context where it is domesticated, they become wild. So how does the computer smell Joyce, asked Berto. Horrible, smelly, but lived in Ireland, and there all smells really bad, so it achacaría to drunken pissed on his website as well, that tipple so you know ... Ahh. Well, I will note sir, thank you.

Thus, once the technician left, Joaquin invented words, began to remove profanity and neologisms. It was then found and translated the phrase: "With the blue overalls, like the night to scrub fluid of a calf drawn with colored pencils black and white, blue overalls smarty sulking because of punctures, eventually getting the skewer to prick the dirty sadness tears of stone. " And then as the Word was beginning to malfunction. As if, after missing the fragrant words, a kind of anarchy reigned in the program. Began to fill the texts alone, without writing anything suspiciously resulting sentences equal to everything he had written earlier. Atiuste, he said, lie looked bored her pride as an artist. Therefore tried to give coherence to his words: "I had a blue jumpsuit ... I was sick of what I did ... his life was a mass of loose women, as if someone had Scrubbing ... no ... as if I had all the makings of a nostalgic life in color, but just saw all white ... no .... " Damn, you're not going anywhere so, Joaquin said Berto (he always liked to be treated you.) Wrote "rationalizing elefantesco greening." Damn, you're smelling bad, he thought. Made a determination, would come down to the drugstore to per colony, to develop his art was worth a good perfume. There was a couple of apples foreshortening enhijoputizando entorneo my body sharp corners that my tears. " Entered the store, relieved, at last was back just before overcome adversity, and once passed over the purist language, now would do the same with the union, fired up and smelling gigabytes.

- Sorry, the cashier asked, does perfume for your computer?
- No, sorry, I was exhausted, he answered with little eye contact. He added the last one I just brought this gentleman in horn-rimmed glasses.

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