mmm ... nothing new ... on p.406 of The Rules of Art: "The impious dismantling of fiction" and next Saturday we have the Sabbath of the Pig. This story I wrote after many years without writing fiction in a bar in Chili.
OTHER OLSEN
Roberto von Sprecher
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Jimmy Olsen looks to the sea through the window of his farm and rethink Taganana in the young Olsen, which sailed southward.
ago, maybe not that long, three Olsen brothers spread throughout the world to escape the famine in those islands lying on a cold northern sea. Now Jimmy Olsen looks from those other islands lying on a warm sea, off the African coast. Tenerife is though his name and surname are not English, his great-grandfather was in Tenerife, who knows why. Maybe because from its shores could see the warm sea.
already known to the descendants, relatives, Olsen's landfall in the United States coast. But the third brother went way south towards the Rio de la Plata, to the promising vast pampas; had never heard of him.
Among the stories told by his grandmother when he went to bed, was that the youngest of Olsen. Or even twenty years had and may therefore be the most daring, who wanted to go further. When he arrived in Buenos Aires, I imagined my grandmother, did not stop not a day in the city, went into the pampas to the vastness and solitude ended up swallowing it. never heard of the young Olsen and nobody could give an account of which was his destination. After the story, Jimmy closed his eyes but could not sleep and figured the young Olsen advancing over the plain without end, and thought that maybe after all these years still continued to advance without being able to find where to stop.
is summer and the beaches of Tenerife are beginning to be filled with German and English. Jimmy Olsen, MD and one of the owners of a thriving clinic, decides to travel to Argentina. Book tickets and hotel room in downtown Buenos Aires. For two weeks read all the information you can get over Argentina, on the Pampa provinces. Walk slowly the map, each of the roads, green, red, dotted, and its branches. Memorize itineraries and city names. Imagine the journey of the young Olsen stops in General Acha, back to the port of Buenos Aires and starts, stops in Carmen de Patagones and start again.
When announcing the imminent arrival at Ezeiza Airport, Jimmy thinks he should have taken more than coat and before undertaking the search will go through a store. Look out the window, but the plain has been lost in a skyline.
off the plane. Sellan passport and, before passing through the checked baggage, you see two men in dark suits, thick mustache profuse and dark glasses, which are directed to him. I salute and he nods. Guess who waited for him, but to another, and senses that at that moment begins his tour of the pampas, and met his fate.
not speak, no Ask. Jimmy sits in the back seat. They stop in front of a downtown building, reaches sideways to see a shield over the gateway, conceals that these places are foreign. impassive and is shown absent. Join one of the men with mustaches and long corridors smelling of kerosene. I seem to hear the echo of distant shouts, moans and sobs. Open a double door with frosted glass and painted yellow. know you have to go. He points a dark spot on the back of the room and says "Well ... there is. " Listen to the noise of the door is closed and left alone. The only dim light from a lamp placed on the ground.
Jimmy remains stationary near the entrance and then an eternity moves toward the back of the room. I weigh legs and arms, it feels as if his body mass oppressed, eye pain. The dark spot is taking shape. is a naked woman chained to a bed spring, seems asleep or unconscious. Next a chair and a table. He now realizes that the walls are covered with tiles to half height. A bucket of dirty water on the floor. Try to avoid looking over the table, guess a device with wires and clips ...
lumbers and women's watches closely. Your body stinks of sweat, urine and fear. He is young, very young, not more than twenty years. His body is covered with wounds and bruises. Jimmy immobile, perhaps fifteen minutes maybe an hour. Then the woman wakes, slowly and painfully, and when you see it starts to scream desperately. He hides in a corner, feel terror, cold sweats.
later someone comes in uniform. He asks if spoke
and he shakes head facing the floor. The officer on the clamps and cables to the breasts of women, moving something and the body shakes convulsively. Repeat and then walks over to Jimmy, it does not seem to understand in a corner, shakes his head and says "an hour and will be late." leaves. She sobbed endlessly now.
Try to calculate the time. Think raise your hand to see the clock, but it does not. may spend fifteen minutes or an hour. The door opens again and enters a person of his stature, blue suit, dark glasses and reddish hair like yours. Stands before it and look at it, still. After a few seconds that seem eternal, Jimmy looks up and spend several minutes looking.
Olsen Finally the other takes off his glasses. Jimmy sees that those eyes are his eyes. The other takes a pistol, pipe supports in the front and, while looking at it, shoot. Jimmy think your blood will stain the dress of another Olsen. Dream you go down the desolate plain, unable to stop, as in the stories of her grandmother.
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