Batistella Eduardo (1)
had gone to the city that I was remotely similar to Rosario, a congress.
When leaving the toy business and entertainment, as he thought back later, I almost ran into him was Eduardo Bastistella! For more than two decades since I saw him and was like then. I hugged him, but did not respond with the same exuberance, treated me as if I had seen yesterday.
- Come, I want to see that game and showed me a rectangular box at the top of a shelf .
The case was rare. It opened in two parts that were articulated by a hinge invisible to the eye. In the middle of the left side was a puzzle that featured Lenin, seen from above and behind, with his fist forward and speaking to a crowd with red flags. But the pieces were rearranged, no one touched them, and showing new images of the Soviet revolution. These images made me think it was probably an old game but very cleverly designed, as a kind of magical cube whose pieces were put into operation, mechanically, to open it. On the same side and on the right side was playing cards that would be decrypted, metal figures, some objects could not identify. Eduardo handle it with skill and other changes were occurring, as had happened with the puzzle of Lenin.
must not have been more than two minutes when Eduardo gave me the game and told me that he had to go but then again.
I searched the game data and close at the top I could read a cardboard tab up and had written
- "Read only if you are dead"
I put hastily set New on the shelf, it began to disband and disarm, looked back to see if the owner was watching me. Indeed did but smile, did not seem upset that someone had left the box almost unarmed.
Just then I thought Eduardo had been dead for twenty five years ago of lung cancer when he was thirty-five and was expecting a son he never knew.
Roberto von Sprecher
(1) This story, as I have written, I dreamed about fifteen minutes ago. Edward died, in fact, twenty-five years.
When, in the latter part of 1975, there was the lifting of Brigadier Capellini, a simulation of what would come in March next year, we were hoping to yield a field, sitting on the stairs that went to the basement classroom, with Eduardo and Gringa. The coup attempt failed and had not said
- Now we kill them all.