I remember her smiling, slim and pretty. Francesca Gargallo, sitting in a flowerbed in the Faculty of Philosophy and Letters of UNAM, transmitted tranquility, human warmth and strength.
That bright afternoon my mother and my two-year-old son met
I remember her smiling, slim and pretty. Francesca Gargallo, sitting in a flowerbed in the Faculty of Philosophy and Letters of UNAM, transmitted tranquility, human warmth and strength.
That bright afternoon my mother and my two-year-old son met