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Reading on April 8th. 2026

“... Reading pause. I ask her if she want to see the bridge I mentioned in the reading, and carry the nail in the plastic bottle for me. 30 minutes from here to the bridge. I remind her. She hesitates, asking me if we would come back. The sunshine is warm but it blocks our visions. She puts the little clear box in her pocket. A metal nail I collected on the bridge in October –  the same one Mariela once held in between her fingers as well – is inside. We begin to walk. It seems like she has been waiting for the answer of this question for so long: how do you know this bridge?

Then she left. She says she should leave. We hug, gently, slightly. She bends her body down to come outside from the gate. I turn around, facing towards the bridge.”