Tlapalería

Eight stories at the daily rhythm, at street pace narrate the complex, painful and luminous human plots.
Hands which do the washing up, which fondle, which hit… talks in a bank, in a cage, in bed… children, boyfriends, workers, nannies, lazy people, birds and artichokes.
A reality torn to pieces with skill and tenderness by one of the most witty authoresses of the Mexican literature.
Poniatowska claims in this book her condition of watchwoman, of a bird which observes in silence to sing afterwards.

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