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Leper Peru. June 14, 1952.

This passion was no longer accumulated. Or so I thought Ernest. What was between them was impossible to explain, or at least it was for him.

were lying in bed last Alberto, Ernesto played with her hair as she thought about everything. I thought of the three subjects that were missing to give to get a doctor, Chichina reminded that seemed so far away now. He had loved, still loved, or so he thought. Lately
knew nothing. Reflected on the hospital, the sick and the healthy. He remembered the couple from Chile who had lost all their land and fleeing from the police simply for being communists.

originates peoplesngua and which shared orgasm that lasted a lifetime, exploding in his chest, did not know how to feel. I did not know what she felt for him.

-Fuser-Alberto looked up, somewhat sleepy.

- What? Asked Ernesto, leaving to play with your hair.

"Happy birthday.

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---------------------------------------------- Staff physician, along with the nuns celebrated his birthday in the north. Decorated the dining room and could hear loud music.

Ernesto, who did not dance or even tortured him, was leaning against a column watching others move to the beat of the music.

Come dance, Fuser, Alberto provoked him, as he turned to one of the nurses.

"No, no," Ernest laughed, something joyful thanks to the wine and shook his head to the claims of those present.

- But, come on, man! Do not be queer! "Albert pulled it, until he was facing a young nun who nervously looked away. Ernesto

held out his hand and started to dance. The music sounded but it was a mambo, going against all the laws of rhythm, dance and tango Ernesto tried.

To his shame, the laughter did not wait and soon everyone stopped dancing and looked at him that, with his partner, moved their feet awkwardly into something that had no rhythm. CH
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"I I feel so patriotic in Latin America, from any country in Latin America, as more and, in the time necessary, be prepared to give my life for the liberation of any Latin American country, without asking anything to anyone, without demanding anything, without exploiting anyone. " - Ernesto "Che" Guevara.


The music stopped and together, they sang happy birthday. Ernesto, could only smile embarrassing happy, really happy.
The nuns brought a small cake with a candle in the middle that, after three wishes, blow out.
-This colonywant to thank you from the bottom of our hearts, all they do done for us. By the enthusiasm they have shown and that gives us joy to see you with us, "proclaimed Bresciani. And as an act of gratitude, we give as a gift
a raft, so they can continue their journey. Balsa, which tonight, at the suggestion of all, be baptized "Mambo Tango."

Everyone laughed hard and the two friends thanked all those present.

- To speak, speak! "I asked everyone to Ernesto.

Ernesto grabbed the cup, lifting it in the air, ready to give a toast.

"First of all. I am bound to give thanks for the solidarity and affection that we gave toAlberto and me. For this show of affection they have given us. It took me a beautiful memory of this country, Ernesto took a deep breath, thinking the words to say next. And a little beyond this toast we meant to believe, and after this trip more firmly than ever that the Latin American division illusory and uncertain nationalities is completely fictitious. Constitute a single mestizo from Mexico to the Straits of Magellan presents notable ethnographical similarities. So, trying to get rid of the weight of any petty provincialism, toast to Peru and for a united America. (6)

A deathly silence reigned in the room before the applause could be heard.
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"My birthday is today, not tomorrow.

"Yes, I know But how will you do to reach the other side?

-Swimming-and as I said, he was taking his shoes and socks.

- You're crazy? How are you going to cross it swimming? It is impossible, "said Alberto, getting nervous.

- Why impossible? How many times we think we got and we did not?

"Yes, but this is different.

- Why will it be?

"Because I'm not going to accompany. Neither fart I get into the water with you.

"You'll always be with me," Ernest looked at him, reached out in a move that could have been anything but casualdy could not disappoint them.
Upon reaching the shore, his body fell into the bank without any force. It was they who carried him and laid on the sand, waiting for his recovery. And it was them who hugged Ernesto while receiving greetings birthday greetings from you.

- arrived! Arrived! "Cried Albert, seeing him standing. I always knew it was coming, I never had doubts ...

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------- I do not know if I told you, "said Albert to the next morning, as things came together to continue the journey. But I was offered a job here in Cabo Blanco. Ernesto

automatically liftedcally in view of their clothes and gaped.

"I do not tell" His voice was a whisper, something choked.

"Yeah, well. Since I have 30 years Fuser. It's time to settle down.

Ernesto nodded. It was true, sadly true.

- "And you, what you gonna do?

I do not know, "he said, downplaying.

-Ya tenes 24, Fuser. You have to go knowing what you do.

"Yes right? I do not know, there are so many things to think ...

The rest of the day went to a slow torturous. The two felt that chest discomfort, dryness in their mouths and gave the kisses that were able to sneak out. That

nian in his throat choked cry, the words accumulated and repressed feelings.

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were all on the island when you leave. They left the south in order to dismiss all patients and all staff. The hugs were long, the words of thanks and tears of thousands of patients all their faces wet. Something inside
Alberto and Ernesto moved to accommodate any more. How much pain, how fucking wrong, how much loneliness.

boarded the raft filled with supplies and left for Venezuela, feeling the end of the trip on their heels.

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being, once again, freedom-loving adventurers, two souls united by the love of life and love they had for one another. Recalling, with every kilometer and every last second they would always be there, though the distance between them, could never be separated because they were one. They had always been and always will be. And Ernesto

boarded that plane knowing that would be a long time to return to see his friend, his best friend, Mial.


"Let me tell you, at the risk of seeming ridiculous, that the true revolutionary is guided by great feelings of love." - Ernesto "Che" Guevara.


CHTMIan living together, must be placed at the time. 50s, the marriage never really separated.

The scene that really happened is that of Ernesto returning home after his grandmother's wake. He stays in Buenos Aires, directly. But he had already written the whole scene when I discovered the error and also because I liked how it turned out xD

And the tent, Ernesto and Alberto were receiving money from the Guevara family with some frequency, with which they had to buy another I tend to sleep.

hope you do not have lingering doubts. Anything he asks.

As additional data. Ernesto Alberto returned to see movement after many years. he was now the "Che", a revolutionary fighting forCuban independence when communicating with him and asks him to move to Cuba