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Mirak's deception will build a city for my lover: Fujuria

I was not born the day I was born. I was born the day I started to sound like I want to be. That happened when Fújur \u200b\u200bcame into my life. Fújur \u200b\u200bcame along with friends, fibers, textiles, flour, recipes, books, flowers, feathers, my dream job ... And all or nearly all, know who I owe (read Mirak ).

I've always had problems of identity, cultural identity, he said. I never fit in anywhere. When I travel to other countries, people do not think I'm Mexican think it is not possible, but I do not identify themselves as German, French, Arabic, gringo, Japan, India ... I'm white, but I'm not blonde, I'm brunette, but I have light skin (much). I'm tall for some average and lower for others. I have no eyes blue or green or hazel, or jet .... Languages \u200b\u200band do not know when I dare to speak in another language, my accent gives me away. Chilango accent is also questionable. I then had to create my homeland.

Fújur \u200b\u200bis not a cat, is my doppelganger. He began to clarify, to get me light and I started to build as a territory free, sovereign, mythical land. As the Alanta, as Avalon, as the Golden, as the Promised Land. As a place where everything is combined, where opposites are harmonized, a small universe.

Fújur \u200b\u200btaught me what Oscar Wilde said: to love oneself is the beginning of an eternal romance. Now I sleep like fertile land, thriving, utopian. I erected as a town where the rivers do not do well with milk and honey because the milk and honey are under my tongue. I was born in

Fujuria Fujuria and the city is built for my lover. PD

With Analú by baptize my city. I love its name because it's like The Sound and the FuJUria Faulkner.