I was in Aguascalientes, a Colonial town in the center of Mexico, staying in my usual Amuebladas Mina, a residential hotel, while I worked on a new novel. I met Edi through some friends at one of the artist cafes in town. I could see she was a dreamer. She had a way of turning her head and looking up, a kind of un-focused stare into the distance. One day she came to my hotel. We went up onto the roof. She wore stockings and some high heels that I had brought with me, for just such an occasion. We dreamed our way through these photos....




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