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miércoles, 28 de septiembre de 2016

Oh lines, oh abroad!



Eventually the only right left is the right to lie ourselves and learn to feel comfortable at it, which is neither like dreaming or hoping, nope, and of course nor about cheating on or lying to each other. We´re aware of what’s become unaffordable nowadays, still, we keep on posing and posting with this sort of ideal of looking cool, wealthy, perhaps, showing a nice moment framed in a photograph and writing some impressions about a foreign matter, like such a thing matters, and yet we do it so. Some of us, more often than we’d like to, wait on a line for getting some groceries (that’s the day routine in Venezuela) and while we´re waiting, under a very hot morning; laughter and flirts can be noticed. I saw a girl put some make up on when she was reaching the cashier, after that I heard her say she had made it, that she had persuaded the man to allow her take two more packs of milk, so she took four instead of two. This is one of the cases what beauty and make up might be useful for these days, but that’s not why I said we lie to ourselves. In a case like the girl’s she lied to herself previously, when she was telling the man before me that she had a cousin living abroad and that she was taking modeling classes because out there, where her cousin is, there are a lot of job offers for models. The thing is I am her cousin and I’m not living abroad, I was just after the man she spoke with and I know she’s not taking any classes at all…