The Dirty Footprints of Magical Realism

Me and my friend, Maria were having a marvelous conversation over just who – that is if there is a who – just might be the father of magical realism. Bye the bye, Maria lives in Sayula and there also lives [part-time] in beautiful hotel that has Juan Rulfo – his writing and photography –… Continue reading The Dirty Footprints of Magical Realism