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Surprised red-handed breathing pure air.

José Miguel Fernández Nápoles
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Breathing pure air!

It turns out that I went for a walk on the outskirts of the city, on an indescribable spring morning.

I was going as if I were a wild animal, which after spending some time locked up, has been released in the mountains, I was putting my feet on a carpet of free will, in a range of stored sensations I do not know where one sometimes gets, from a mysterious bag that he filled as a child.

And suddenly I was surprised by a wave of orange blossom that some orange trees gave me, one of those affectionate slaps that life gives you so that you dare to remove the filters and smell like an open lung.

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Then I took off the ridiculous muzzle cap that they have given the obligatory last name, and looked up to see if there were any drones spying. As I saw nothing but an immense and clear sky, I began to breathe deeply, so that in some secret corner of my memories, the orange trees of the maternal uncle's farm, whom we were going to visit also in spring, would come back to life.

Well, who tells you that on the dusty road, I saw a gendarme approaching. I panicked.

Surprised red-handed breathing pure air. – Wellness and Health – WebMediums
Policeman.

Neither short nor lazy I began to search in my pockets for the instrument of torture, the chastity belt of this era, the marque certificate, the Star of David of the lambs that, even in the field, they have to obey and be silent and obedient.

My despair was increasing because neither back nor forward appeared and then... I took a tissue that luckily I was carrying and used it with the gesture of someone who carries contraband.

He looked at me suspiciously, but apparently decided that it was not worth penalizing me, probably because some mysterious instinct predicted that he was not going to pay the penalty.

I continued with a tissue paper savior to cross the most populated road to my house, like a deer that flees from hunters, from other forest animals that look puzzled.

And suddenly, with that gesture that bipeds make, of advancing the arm opposite to the leg, I observe that on my forearm, the happy gag of yore had tied me.

I was laughing for a long time, for not crying of course, I was laughing at how naive we are, to say the least.

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Cubano, emigrante en España, disfrutando de esta parte de mi vida. Compartir es mi camino.

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