aw, if we’re going to talk about all the fucktards who supported (and still support) stalin… I love borges’ essay about being a writer/poet in seven nights, but this kinda shit just proves writers/artists in general are just as fucked up as anyone.

here, some pieces of my pride&joy collection: the first argentinian editions of aleph and octaedro. btw, cortazar is definetely my fav of them all. rayuela changed everything for the teen me.