Sometimes you can know things. Things about yourself. Things from before you can remember.

“The hours between eight in the evening and one or two in the morning have alway…”

“Me pasé la mañana luchando con la sensación de volutas descarriadas de un mundo…”

“La gente desaparece cuando muere. La voz, la risa, el calor de su aliento, la c…”

“... [They] took it upon themselves to start the laborious process of cranking u…”