That guy, he was always asking for money. On the same street he was always there, from dusk till dawn, I could not stand it. As I arrived every day to work, he was there, scaring clients away, always asking for money. What a guy! The situation was really bad, and there he was asking for any change anyone could spare. He knew I was always keeping an eye on him, but he pretended not to notice, and this was what got me the most. One day the police was patrolling the area, and soon I hid behind a door to see what happened. They took him away. At last!

Again the street was mine to ask for money.

These are a series of short stories I published a while back when my antics were high. In this short story, I reveal the intimate life of Gas couples with an excerpt of their daily ocurrences.

Mr. and Mrs. Gas lived at a perfectly pressurized, cozy and french style house…

These are a series of short stories I published a while back when my antics were high.

You met U and U met You.

They both knew they were almost identical, but also were aware that there was something, a little something, that made them a bit different. So You went on with his life and U went about with hers.

They met every now and then, but never could figure what it was that made them.

U started to like You, and You liked U. And so they came together under the same roof. You and U.

After years and innumerable hours exploring each other, You and U had it. They finally had resolved the matter.

You are U.

And so they went with their lives, You and U.

Until one day, there was Him or maybe Her….

Alejandro Echeverría

I write about tech and impact, life and nosense fiction. I am a Zen practitioner, a maker and was a waiter back in the day. Not so popular thoughts sometimes.

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