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A devout child, at the age of five she was praying in her church in Córdoba when she heard beautiful, ethereal. . .
In the polaroid in a drawer of the housethe other relatives picked over, I’m the blur in the background,
mop of silvery. . .
Back into the body all the lightning goes
back into the body. Up through the crown
of the skull and round again like the Whip-It. . .
Powerful citizens are usually above suspicion.
An excerpt from Sergio González Rodríguez’s “El hombre sin cabeza.”
Bill Gates and the myths of the generous philanthropist.