The work of Fernando Vallejo, syncretized vaguely trash the author of this blog (bone yoni), in two novels: 
(enough to laugh and understand the hatred that keeps that little chest stateless born in Medellín, as if the Innocent Colombia would have the guilt having given birth to such a pariah of ordinary humanity) "Lady of the Assassins" and "THE desbarrancadero"
(enough to laugh and understand the hatred that keeps that little chest stateless born in Medellín, as if the Innocent Colombia would have the guilt having given birth to such a pariah of ordinary humanity) "Lady of the Assassins" and "THE desbarrancadero" 
, a fluid, changing voices of the omniscient narrator is confused Reminiscent bitter and bitter future still, a sly foul play and language (hijaputear is a constant that never forget) simply abhorrent to a conservative or a club class Colombian patriot.
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