PREAMBLE TO THE INSTRUCTIONS TO CHARGE THE CLOCK - Julio Cortazar
Think about this: when
clock gives you, give you a little hell flowers, a chain of roses, a cell of air.
not only give you the watch, many, many good wishes and hope it lasts because it is a good brand, Swiss anchor of rubies;
not only give you this minute stonecutter which will bind the wrist and we will walk with you. They give you - I do not know, terrible is that they do not know - you give a more fragile and precarious piece of yourself, something that is yours but that is not your body, you need to wire your body with its cinghino like an arm desperately clinging to your wrist.
gives you the need to continue to charge it every day, the obligation to load if you want to continue to be a clock;
give you the obsession to control the exact time in the windows of the jewelers, the radio, the telephone.
give you the fear of losing it, that you steal him, you fall to the ground and it breaks.
you give your brand, and the certainty that one brand is better than the other, they give you a tendency to make the comparison between your clock and other clocks.
not give you a watch, it's you that you give, you the birthday gift watch.
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