80s Magazine

The hard features that don’t hide at all the soft silhouettes of the soul

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First Spanish class. I’m in the front row, and he sits down next to me — a huge man compared to me, with hard, sharp features, a sullen gaze and face. And then, on his face, I see a smile that illuminates his face with a bright beam of light, imbuing his entire being with a welcoming and friendly air. Joyful eyes and an absolutely happy and positive voice, which surprised me at that time, but now a familiar part of every Spanish class. And I’m really glad about it))

…thank you for coming!