<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post1146920543058538956..comments</id><updated>2010-03-06T11:53:13.255-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on El Reino del Reves: El día que maté a mi amigo el Flaco</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/feeds/1146920543058538956/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html'/><author><name>Bruno Cirnigliaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08290367277920388333</uri><email>bruno.cirnigliaro@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-4602862773015849650</id><published>2010-03-06T11:53:13.251-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:53:13.251-03:00</updated><title type='text'>You made some good points there. I did a search on...</title><summary type='text'>You made some good points there. I did a search on the topic and found most people will agree with your blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/4602862773015849650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/4602862773015849650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1267887193251#c4602862773015849650' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-6852252033211357989</id><published>2010-01-01T09:07:15.810-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:07:15.810-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I usually don’t post in Blogs but your blog forced...</title><summary type='text'>I usually don’t post in Blogs but your blog forced me to, amazing work.. beautiful … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rH3uYcBX</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/6852252033211357989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/6852252033211357989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1262347635810#c6852252033211357989' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-6164721425788128534</id><published>2009-06-09T22:56:20.575-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:56:20.575-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Don Carlao: qué placer verlo por ácá! Bienvenido a...</title><summary type='text'>Don Carlao: qué placer verlo por ácá! Bienvenido al reino.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/6164721425788128534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/6164721425788128534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1244598980575#c6164721425788128534' title=''/><author><name>Bruno Cirnigliaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08290367277920388333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05870560298888936272'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-8254825640884067381</id><published>2009-06-09T16:35:00.335-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:35:00.335-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hola brunito! pienso q mucha gente que publica en ...</title><summary type='text'>hola brunito! pienso q mucha gente que publica en los blogs lo hace en forma demagogica pq necesita aprobación. Es dificil para un escritor amateur publicar y recibir miles de bardeadas, por lo tanto se reducen bastante los margenes de libertad para escribir lo que sea. Al conocido se le complica por el estar en el medio que lo condiciona.&lt;br /&gt;Por lo tanto la combinacion de las palabras sea en </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/8254825640884067381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/8254825640884067381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1244576100335#c8254825640884067381' title=''/><author><name>don carlao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08087603632997174589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15573536100935514023'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-2189453112984044450</id><published>2009-06-09T14:04:51.974-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:04:51.974-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Viki: concuerdo

Anahí: gracias por pasar siempre ...</title><summary type='text'>Viki: concuerdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anahí: gracias por pasar siempre por acá y dejar tus comentarios; me alegra que te guste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedro: tu comentario nos enseña un poquito más a todos. Y encima, concuerdo plenamente. No es maravilloso el poder de la palabra escrita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psicologa: gracias por bancarme siempre. No tuve necesidad de matar a nadie; simplemente describir lo que ví. Yo ví al </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/2189453112984044450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/2189453112984044450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1244567091974#c2189453112984044450' title=''/><author><name>Bruno Cirnigliaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08290367277920388333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05870560298888936272'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-2050187690060101037</id><published>2009-06-09T01:22:45.546-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:22:45.546-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No me parece mal escribir ficción, pero tendrias q...</title><summary type='text'>No me parece mal escribir ficción, pero tendrias que haber previsto que si siempre publicabas historias reales, tus lectores (algunos conocidos y amigos)podian confundirse y despues ofenderse.Besos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/2050187690060101037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/2050187690060101037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1244521365546#c2050187690060101037' title=''/><author><name>Sofy M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04715536479211289549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-598386746861012971</id><published>2009-06-07T23:02:49.401-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:02:49.401-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bruno., yo te banco, ademas como psicologa te digo...</title><summary type='text'>bruno., yo te banco, ademas como psicologa te digo que el limite de la realidad lo pone el propio sujeto.&lt;br /&gt;SEgui con tus historias a mi me encantan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD: habria que pensar QUE necesidad tenias vos de matar al FLACO en las navidad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucumala</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/598386746861012971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/598386746861012971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1244426569401#c598386746861012971' title=''/><author><name>Psicologa con problemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393444450753759465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-7746065801214760992</id><published>2009-05-30T14:44:41.789-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:44:41.789-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriel García Márquez, que no es ningún boludo, s...</title><summary type='text'>Gabriel García Márquez, que no es ningún boludo, sostiene que la realidad supera a la ficción. Y que además es el alimento de la ficción. &lt;br /&gt;Si es verdad o no, importa un carajo. El efecto es el que vale; uno se apropia de la ficción para contar mejor la verdad. Y pocas veces lo que quiere transmitir está claro en el texto, porque a fin de cuentas, sólo importa cómo es recibido ese texto, qué </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/7746065801214760992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/7746065801214760992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243705481789#c7746065801214760992' title=''/><author><name>Pedro Noli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09215032477211055151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-6104185265216357601</id><published>2009-05-29T16:26:10.182-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:26:10.182-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No creo que el tema de si se puede o no escribir f...</title><summary type='text'>No creo que el tema de si se puede o no escribir ficción en internet o si confunde al lector o si es entendida mas alla del que la escribe hayan sido los motivos de los comentarios, enojos o puteadas respecto del escrito...! creo simplemente que la situación planteada genera por se tan natural como dolorosa cierta reacción de defensa donde se trata de hacer, decir o escribir lo que uno puede.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/6104185265216357601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/6104185265216357601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243625170182#c6104185265216357601' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1442773446561606818</id><published>2009-05-29T14:13:37.105-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:13:37.105-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Concuerdo con Lorena, no  importa si es o no ficci...</title><summary type='text'>Concuerdo con Lorena, no  importa si es o no ficción sino qué transmitís, si podés transmitir algo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y lo que me gustó de los blogs cuando los conocí fue precisamente eso, la ficción, el leer relatos cortos como si leyera un libro. Y así como remé por los delirios de Casciari y me informé con Roberto Arancibia, así me encantó y me sensibilizó tu forma de escribir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/1442773446561606818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/1442773446561606818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243617217105#c1442773446561606818' title=''/><author><name>ViKi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04519538311356399350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-2985944196100469187</id><published>2009-05-27T00:00:45.755-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:00:45.755-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aráoz: tu grandeza no se debe a que estés cada vez...</title><summary type='text'>Aráoz: tu grandeza no se debe a que estés cada vez más gordo, sino a tus palabras, a tu aporte y a tu comentario cotidiano. Lo que decís es totalmente cierto. Gracias por pasar siempre por aquí, y engrandecernos a todos con tus palabras. Arlt, un maestro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horacio: gracias, pasaré por ahí y leeré ese relato con mucho gusto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafa: adhiero a tu definición de blogger; nombraste </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/2985944196100469187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/2985944196100469187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243393245755#c2985944196100469187' title=''/><author><name>Bruno Cirnigliaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08290367277920388333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05870560298888936272'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-7670947333538094951</id><published>2009-05-26T19:41:15.740-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:41:15.740-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Recuerdo las emociones estremecedoras que desperto...</title><summary type='text'>Recuerdo las emociones estremecedoras que desperto esa historias en mi. Solo mi amor por mi hijo supera el amor que le tengo a mis amigos y me ATERRA la chance de abrazar a alguno de ellos en el ultimo paso. (me colgue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es verdad que la gente prejuzga demaciado lo que encontrara en un blog, vos no sos blogger (Esa es gente que tiene un blog por que sí, se definen por el uso de la </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/7670947333538094951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/7670947333538094951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243377675740#c7670947333538094951' title=''/><author><name>el Rafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456580232334855721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12840235673335683064'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1602653893501003236</id><published>2009-05-26T16:39:47.475-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:39:47.475-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo leí ese post. Excelente relato, realmente. Aunq...</title><summary type='text'>Yo leí ese post. Excelente relato, realmente. Aunque nunca supe (hasta hoy) si había sido ficción o realidad. &lt;br /&gt;Me parece que las preguntas que te haces nos las hacemos la mayoría que vemos en este medio una manera de expresarnos más libremente. &lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría que leas http://horaciogambarte.blogspot.com/2009/01/amores-perdidos.html&lt;br /&gt;Era un relato real pero lo ficcioné. Espero te guste</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/1602653893501003236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/1602653893501003236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243366787475#c1602653893501003236' title=''/><author><name>Horacio Gambarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03631570721629671592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-7395552889717666547</id><published>2009-05-26T16:08:19.449-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:08:19.449-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Creo que la ficción sólo necesita un factor para c...</title><summary type='text'>Creo que la ficción sólo necesita un factor para convertirse en realidad. El Flaco murió ese día, sólo que no era tu Flaco, quizás compró cigarrillos, o licores. O quizás conductor del auto lo vio, lo insultó a bocinazos y le salvó la vida. Como dice Arlt: "la palabra se descubre tartamuda". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aráoz, cada vez más gordo).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/7395552889717666547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/7395552889717666547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243364899449#c7395552889717666547' title=''/><author><name>Tálamo e Hipotálamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400483997561964090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02719976029560378382'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-239723832944417228</id><published>2009-05-26T14:08:31.156-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:08:31.156-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Renzo: gracias!

Anónimo1: podemos hablar de veros...</title><summary type='text'>Renzo: gracias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anónimo1: podemos hablar de verosimilitud de un texto lo que hace creíble el relato. Claro que hay que creerlo, si es que está bien escrito. Respecto a que hay cosas ocn las que no se juega, no creo que la literatura sea algo así. Al contrario, con las palabras y las historias se debe jugar hasta morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anónimo2: totalmente de acuerdo con vos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/239723832944417228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/239723832944417228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243357711156#c239723832944417228' title=''/><author><name>Bruno Cirnigliaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08290367277920388333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05870560298888936272'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-5895112822224991871</id><published>2009-05-26T09:45:17.172-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:45:17.172-03:00</updated><title type='text'>En cuanto a lo de los volantines en el parque...ca...</title><summary type='text'>En cuanto a lo de los volantines en el parque...casi me tiento el sábado porque estaba yendo a rendir a Filo y había unos changuitos remontando volantines...¡me dieron unas ganas! Pero me pesó la vergüenza y la obligación de rendir.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/5895112822224991871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/5895112822224991871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243341917172#c5895112822224991871' title=''/><author><name>Mente Ridícula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09308210320596744168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04757243237703616150'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-6989130749541477734</id><published>2009-05-26T09:37:05.530-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:37:05.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Menos mal que no te leía en esa época entonces.
Ig...</title><summary type='text'>Menos mal que no te leía en esa época entonces.&lt;br /&gt;Igual, no sé si está bien o mal lo que hiciste, yo no me animaría jamás a mezclar ficción con personajes/personas de mi realidad.&lt;br /&gt;Justamente por el mismo miedo que vos tuviste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedo responder ninguna de tus preguntas, una, porque son muchas y no tengo ganas de volver a leer y otra... en realidad es la unica razón, es </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/6989130749541477734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/6989130749541477734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243341425530#c6989130749541477734' title=''/><author><name>Yo NO SOY Cindy Crawford!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07161608718653216883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02769892047305610230'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-9109314307604071812</id><published>2009-05-26T09:32:03.270-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:32:03.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenés razón en lo que decís de que la gente espera...</title><summary type='text'>Tenés razón en lo que decís de que la gente espera encontrar vivencias personales en los blogs. Pero es medio arbitrario eso. Se puede escribir ficción o realidad y eso no depende del soporte que se utilice.&lt;br /&gt;Es bueno que hayas posteado otra vez, es bueno leerte :) Me gustó e cuento en el que lo matás a tu amigo el Flaco, que "va volando al infinito"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/9109314307604071812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/9109314307604071812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243341123270#c9109314307604071812' title=''/><author><name>Mente Ridícula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09308210320596744168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04757243237703616150'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1859690460991803252</id><published>2009-05-26T07:14:38.917-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T07:14:38.917-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Si la literatura no puede traernos un poco de irre...</title><summary type='text'>Si la literatura no puede traernos un poco de irrealidad, entonces para qué sirve? &lt;br /&gt;Un abrazo,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/1859690460991803252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/1859690460991803252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243332878917#c1859690460991803252' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-8562697313609816249</id><published>2009-05-26T06:54:30.747-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T06:54:30.747-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Y si, cuando uno juega con la palabra, el doble se...</title><summary type='text'>Y si, cuando uno juega con la palabra, el doble sentido, la ironía y la broma, se arriesga a que la gente que confía en uno se lo crea; ¿por qué creer que no es cierto? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es en ese preciso momento cuando la fina línea del juego se rompe y lo que tenía gracia deja de tenerla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabias las mamás cuando nos dicen; "nene, hay con cosas con las que no se juega". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/8562697313609816249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/8562697313609816249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243331670747#c8562697313609816249' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-747062126711635884</id><published>2009-05-26T01:23:49.358-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:23:49.358-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Creo que tus preguntas de ahora las respondí en la...</title><summary type='text'>Creo que tus preguntas de ahora las respondí en la ocasión de hacer el comentario al relato de la muerte del Flaco, que decía así: "No quise hacer ningún comentario, porque formo parte de esta historia. Por eso me guardé para el último. Cuando me fui a dormir, después de preparar unas caipirinhas para los recién llegados a las 4 de la madrugada, nada hacía suponer esta historia. Y cuando la leí </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/747062126711635884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/747062126711635884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243311829358#c747062126711635884' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-7910539816320810438</id><published>2009-05-26T00:20:52.747-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:20:52.747-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Totalmente cierto Lorena. Totalmente cierto...</title><summary type='text'>Totalmente cierto Lorena. Totalmente cierto...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/7910539816320810438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/7910539816320810438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243308052747#c7910539816320810438' title=''/><author><name>Bruno Cirnigliaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08290367277920388333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05870560298888936272'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-4038656530481621417</id><published>2009-05-25T22:03:14.425-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:03:14.425-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De eso se trata escribir, ficción o no ficción. Si...</title><summary type='text'>De eso se trata escribir, ficción o no ficción. Si no provocás nada en los lectores, si a nadie le mueve un pelo el relato, entonces sí, qué fiasco.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/4038656530481621417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/1146920543058538956/comments/default/4038656530481621417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html?showComment=1243299794425#c4038656530481621417' title=''/><author><name>Lorena</name><uri>http://actrizdereparto.blogspot.com/</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.elreinodelreves.com/2009/05/el-dia-que-mate-mi-amigo-el-flaco.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080419149409085244.post-1146920543058538956' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080419149409085244/posts/default/1146920543058538956' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>