{"id":4982,"date":"2009-09-14T14:15:13","date_gmt":"2009-09-14T18:15:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?p=4982"},"modified":"2009-09-14T16:44:03","modified_gmt":"2009-09-14T20:44:03","slug":"dengue-edwin-ferrer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?p=4982","title":{"rendered":"Dengue \/ Edwin Ferrer"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> Ten\u00eda la espalda angosta, trabajaba fuerte entregada toda en una noche. Ella lo miraba frente a frente dej\u00e1ndose acariciar, sin poder defenderse. El, la fr\u00eda y p\u00e1lida figura\u00a0dando pasos de tango al comp<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00e1<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">s del acorde\u00f3n de Pe\u00f1aranda. Daban vueltas<a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/files\/2009\/09\/bar.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"4984\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?attachment_id=4984\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/bar.jpg?fit=130%2C98&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"130,98\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"bar\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/bar.jpg?fit=130%2C98&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/bar.jpg?fit=130%2C98&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4984\" title=\"bar\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/files\/2009\/09\/bar.jpg?resize=130%2C98\" alt=\"bar\" width=\"130\" height=\"98\" \/><\/a> en el amarilloso bar bailando el pre-\u00e9xtasis de cinco pesos, s\u00e1bado tras s\u00e1bado. Los rasgu\u00f1os en su cuerpo eran las huellas de un pasado basados en dulces arrebatos. Dengue segu\u00eda all\u00ed busc\u00e1ndose el pan, tras el m\u00edsero sueldo de los picadores de ca<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f1<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">a durante la zafra. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">&#8212; P\u00e1same un palo \u2018e pitorro que quiero volar&#8212;dijo angustiada.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">&#8212;<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\"> \u00bf<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">Lo quieres ligao?&#8212;pregunt<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">&#8212;P\u00e1same la caneca y d\u00e9jate de baboser\u00eda. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">Le arrebat<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> el licor de las manos y se ech<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> un buche del fuerte aguardiente en su boca. Cuando le baj<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> el trago por su garganta se empulp<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> a \u00e9l y parec\u00eda una mu\u00f1eca de trapo dando vueltas frente a la vellonera. En un descuido, un hombre que estaba ebrio sac<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> una corva y\u00a0se abalanz<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> sobre su parejo. En ese mismo instante, \u00e9l se baj<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> y la curva navaja le abri\u00f3 la cara a ella desde el ojo hasta el cuello. El escap<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> por una ventana, dejando caer un pedazo de metal. Ella fue llevada en grave estado al hospital.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">&#8212;<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\"> \u00bf<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">A qu\u00e9 usted se dedica?&#8212;pregunt<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> la enfermera.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">&#8212;Soy pobre&#8212; contest\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> nerviosa mientras le suturaban el rostro.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">&#8212;Eso no es una profesi\u00f3n&#8212;replic<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> la enfermera.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">&#8212;Es la \u00fanica experiencia que tengo desde peque<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f1<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">a. Quise ser secretaria pero me cay<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> una maldici\u00f3n a<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f1<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">os atr\u00e1s\u2026&#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">Ese mismo d\u00eda muri\u00f3 y durante el funeral, el nuevo comandante de la polic\u00eda le arranc<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;\">\u00f3<\/span><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\"> al cad\u00e1ver de las manos, la placa oficial.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:small;font-family:Calibri;\">\u00a9 Edwin Ferrer 08\/10\/2009<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ten\u00eda la espalda angosta, trabajaba fuerte entregada toda en una noche. Ella lo miraba frente a frente dej\u00e1ndose acariciar, sin poder defenderse. El, la fr\u00eda y p\u00e1lida figura\u00a0dando pasos de tango al comp\u00e1s del acorde\u00f3n de Pe\u00f1aranda. Daban vueltas en el amarilloso bar bailando el pre-\u00e9xtasis de cinco pesos, s\u00e1bado tras s\u00e1bado. Los rasgu\u00f1os en [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5533328,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_coblocks_attr":"","_coblocks_dimensions":"","_coblocks_responsive_height":"","_coblocks_accordion_ie_support":"","_crdt_document":"","advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"_wpas_customize_per_network":false},"categories":[12989956],"tags":[294844,2083,239766,531832],"class_list":["post-4982","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-plaza-de-los-cuenteros","tag-asesinatos","tag-cuentos","tag-policias","tag-prostitutas","has-post-thumbnail","fallback-thumbnail"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pmbkf-1im","amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4982","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/5533328"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4982"}],"version-history":[{"count":15,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4982\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5005,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4982\/revisions\/5005"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4982"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4982"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4982"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}