Of course the Neverlands vary a good deal. John’s, for instance, had a lagoon with flamingoes flying over it at which John was shooting, while Michael, who was very small, had a flamingo with lagoons flying over it. John lived in a boat turned upside down on the sands, Michael in a wigwam, Wendy in a house of leaves deftly sewn together. John had no friends, Michael had friends at night, Wendy had a pet wolf forsaken by its parents, but on the whole the Neverlands have a family resemblance, and if they stood still in a row you could say of them that they have each other’s nose, and so forth. On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles [simple boat]. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more.
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Jaime Garzía Iglesias
Visto camisas y tengo tatuajes. Me gusta el fútbol como para gritar un gol de un equipo de segunda inglesa, el cine como para tatuarme ‘El séptimo sello’ de Bergman, el pádel como para buscar varios partidos semanales, el sol, a poder ser con una cerveza en la terraza, los animales que tienen cuatro patas, los versos que erizan el corazón y la entrepierna y las voces cantautoras que arañan el alma.