Safe Sex: XXV Microrrelato Confesional La Flor de Mi Secreto en honor a San Pedro Almodóvar

Tomás Redd™

Every morning we exchange glances, sometimes even a wink. I know she’s gay; she knows I’m sick.

Nadie sabe quién es Tiranosaurius Rex. La pintura es de Hopper.

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