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So!
 
Hello everyone! I wanted to give an update for what I'll be posting these next few weeks.
 
Since I will be participating in a (spanish only) writing competition that will require a whole book to be written, I'll be dedicating most of my energy into that. Instead here I'll be sharing some short stories I'll write that require less effort and will (hopefully) allow me to have a rest from the main work.

Not much else to add. Wish me luck and I hope you keep following me on this journey.
 
Safe travels and take care, my friend.

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