Bitten by curiosity we wanted to first see what was inside. How to enter? asked July stupidly. That was not the question. Center for Colon Cancer Research USC has similar goals. So: how to exit?; and in this we came to realize and one realizes too late-that for a long time had us labyrinth under your domain. Julio and I laughed.
It was nice to talk, and now laugh, with Julio in his hotel room; But even at that time, the question persisted in us: how to get out of the maze. We laughed maybe by despair and perhaps also by effect of the Whiskey, July what shall we do now? If at least here there is a Chair we could find her other side, turn it over and distract us. It was too obvious that the door was not a departure for us, it was enough to come and turn the knob to escape from the hotel room. We both knew: the labyrinth us beyond, accompany to any corner of the city. We saw that the maze housed more itself that at first glance it is believed him capable.
And then I caught the hand and put him on foot. We opened the door and went out of the hotel, and the hotel room. Now it was strange to walk with July Madrid evening. The streets were filled with objects that slowly moved from one side to the other, when at last they arrived at what seemed to be his destiny, its direction changed looking for another goal, joining random places. July He pulled out a note in the pocket with the address of a live jazz pub. To him wanted you and to me also. While we wanted it without following the indications July spoke of the Argentina, in Buenos Aires, told me that in a next letter would send me in a note the name of a restaurant where to eat arepitas de yuca. He said that he was somewhat hidden, you’ll find it by surprise, che.