Iberia is the peninsula where I was born and the airline which first took my feet off the ground. Iberia is also the brand of my father’s typewriter which, if you will allow me the serial metaphors, gives birth to the stories that help me fly to real or fictional, past or future, happy or terrifying places. As many other traits, it is likely that my bent for writing comes from him, my father. I want the first entry on this blog to be a humble tribute to his memory.
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