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Micro story "Monkey of Lugones"
- I bought it a winter afternoon.
- I did so on the recommendation of the former owner, who said that this monkey, as well as its lightness and its appearance, had learned to insult anyone.
- When I took it home, we began spending too much time together: we hide behind a tree and screamed profanity at blondes walking alone on the street, played football or watched television in the living room feeling our own monarchy Governors.
- But it came to pass that, the next day, when I wanted to teach him to play the piano, he stopped to pronounce common words.
- It is as if he had learned to unlearn.
- His insults were replaced by the monotony of a single sound: «Www».
- I sat down in front of him.
- I looked at him in the eyes.
- I asked him why it happened and said to me: —Wwww. —What? -I insisted. —Wwww.
- I took it from the arm.
- I did walk through the darkness.
- I began to despair I by misunderstanding that caused me this matter or, simply, because the animal did not obey my orders.
- -More words, more words — said.
- He would not or could not.
- Hours passed and it kept a secret.
- Perhaps it was a demonstration of power or, perhaps, of rebellion.
- He was not moving the lips, it seemed sick.
- Then, furious and indignant, I lay in bed, locked him in his room and didn't you drink or eat for three days. —Wwwater! Wwwater, gay!
- —He claimed his voice of the enslaved King.
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