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Comments about the book have highlighted the vertices of a unitary weave in the stories that make up Las cosas que perdimos en el fuego. In the end, this multiplicity is somewhat misleading following a reading that goes beyond plots, which almost always trap the reader. In her latest book of short stories, Mariana Enríquez presents an amplitude of characters and spaces, subjects and situation: a mother and her son, drug addicts and slums in the neighborhood of Constitución, which are challenged by an unsettled narrator youths who grow up among drugs, alcohol, and rock music in Menem’s Argentina of the 1990s protagonists “haunted” by mysterious places like houses, inns, and courtyards the ghost of a famous serial killer - el Petiso Orejudo - a less-than affectionate triangle sketched on the “Gothic Mesopotamian,” as the author calls this geographic area of Argentine, adjacent to Paraguay, Brazil, and Uruguay a school inhabited by a Chinese dwarf and a woman obsessed with a skull she names Vera a husband consumed in an apartment, inhabiting the deep web and swarms of passionate women throughout all of Argentina.
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