Monday, July 27, 2009

Lots Of Blood In My Phlegm

Urban Village


My
not few or infrequent forays into the old bookstores, distributors, shops, fairs and fifth in the center of Lima have led me to meet an intriguing and wonderful fans loved subgroup of feedback on the past. Some are collectors, some researchers eternal minor issues, however, most are simple romantics who want to return to a past that is no longer endearing more.

In this scenario, the supply is inexhaustible and highly creative. I'm almost convinced that there is a book that can not be found by oldest specialized and bizarre it is. They come in all matters, sizes, prices and condition. Not surprisingly, this festival of the adverse possession of the domain of the book, you find a copy ever passed through his hands, which was owned or was an integral part of the assets of a public library or belonged to a celebrity with a dedication included. A few days ago I was at the book fair located in the National Museum and then of spinning as Cave between civilization and barbarism without being sure of having come full circle to the enclosure, parade of that part of the intelligentsia Lima Bolshevik masquerading as outdated or renegade and graduated with honors from the Larco Herrera Hospital, endure the arrogant presence of these four brothers donkey owners believe that national literature and writing a colorless and tasteless book every 10 years and then they're happy commenting on other books, I felt a terrible nostalgia for the characters that populate the scented streets of Lima in search of satiating his true passion for never stop learning. And, yes, I could see once again the wisdom of the people is endless, because the fair prices are generally higher, except for stock balances that top publishers, importers and distributors, especially English language courses children's books and plan the blessed reader, encyclopedias, dictionaries and novels classics.
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These fairs give our city a little of everything, from old vinyl records and extraordinary covers, national magazines from decades past, supplements of newspapers and magazine, jokes from our childhood in all its versions, collect children's album (Mi Peru, The wonders of nature, I know everything, flags, badges and coins of the countries, the wonderful world of animal, El Topo Giggi, etc.), photographs of the city, old toys, dolls and games from the 60s and 70s, coins, banknotes and a whole world of memories to those who can walk a lot, looking with patience and without trouble and making friends with the references that are key to this task.

few days ago looking like a hippie vendor Hustler gave me some photographs he had asked months ago and the talk I showed the autograph and a picture of a pentagram with the opening notes of "Another Brick in the Wall" fist and lyrics by Roger Waters, the emblem of Pink Floyd, who won two years ago when she performed in Lima. Thinking of my son, staunch admirer of Waters and Pink Floyd, I ventured to ask if I wanted to sell. The Inquirer rolled his eyes he snapped: "No shitting, brother, do not sell this autograph so I bring 10 kilos of best marijuana in the world. " When you get home and count the episode to my offspring, I received in response puteada a sovereign and a sentence to the memory of a friend who was with him: "That jerk, sure it docked for a kilo." Plop.
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