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HARUKI MURAKAMI, at The New Yorker: [A Chuo Line inbound rapid-service train. The car was empty. He had nothing planned that day. Wherever he went and whatever he did (or didn’t do) was entirely up to him. It was ten o’clock on a windless summer morning, and the sun was beating down. The train passed Shinjuku, Yotsuya, Ochanomizu, and arrived at Tokyo Central Station, the end of the line. Everyone got off, and Tengo followed suit. Then he sat on a bench and gave some thought to where he should go. “I can go anywhere I decide to,”... [Lire la suite]

A medio camino entre el incomodamiento y el nihilismo, según se pasa por la furia idealista, Hernán Casciari vuelve a las andadas con sus Pactos para fundar una editorial imposible: [1.Publicaremos únicamente autores que admiremos, y jamás a los que únicamente son mediáticos. 2. La firma del contrato con el autor prescindirá de escribanos, abogados, buitres carroñeros y representantes de cualquier calaña.  3. La obra tendrá precios razonables en todos los países de habla hispana.  4.El autor percibirá no... [Lire la suite]