I was told of this “seminal work of Latin American literature” at a bookstore in Minneapolis on June 16 2018. I don’t remember who told me about it though my notes say “MUST READ” with a double underline. There’s quite a lot going on in the book and with the book. Some spoilers. The Title # Th…
I felt nothing but a small sadness watching that insipid and unnecessary halftime show. Kind you feel when you see people embarrass themselves for completely avoidable reasons. I like to think they consulted an AI model to plan it all out, for I do not want to believe that a bunch of flesh and blood human creatives sat in a meeting room and went “Yes, this is it” and high-fived each other over the final draft of that weirdass shitshow. It was like Backrooms but for art and entertainment.
Argentina conducted themselves worse than rowdy middle schoolers and I am glad Spain won.