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The Wind Again

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In the bathroom are eight brick-shaped openings that lead directly outside. At night the dry Santa Marta wind blows through them, sounding like a famished ghost. When I'm in there I think again of Innocent Erendira and the wind of her misfortune. It makes sense that such a wind would be hungry. I leave the room quickly but thoughtfully, shutting the door behind me.

Posted by chschen 16:00 Archived in Colombia

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