We are going between news, between silences, overdubbing towards I don't know where. Slowly against the ice of one more day, which is the immense gap of time. Tenth day confined. I entered the shower without knowing more than I knew last night . I mean: without turning on the radio, without the flying goal of the mobile. At 9.47 I chose a shirt and vest, in a fit of candor. We give a light, when dressing, that only others see. First thing in the morning I review the occupations that I have ahead. They are few, p
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