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DIEGO MONTEJO

My craze for adventure began at age seven, view is that my cousin represent the characters in the comic I wanted to know where the argument took out both to play and blow your imagination. I was always restless and curious, as I did not want any child left out of the struggles of gladiators or the goodness of Patoruzito.
would arrive on Saturday and my joy increased, would my cousin Flavio, with their stories on paper, old magazines where Always good win. How to forget the Tony, Nippur and many others. It was for me the best day of the week, the day that Flavio and grandfather went to the magazine stand Mendoza Street to exchange them for others that we had not read. The image of this place remembers me my childhood, it is impossible to forget, and it is also impossible to forget her owner, an older man who knew all the titles in books and magazines. This library was where the smell of old paper merged with the humidity, which are almost gone. Gardel always sounded in an aged player and I remember my grandpa a staunch supporter of Thrush used to comment on those tangos with the local manager.
The library and magazine stand was huge, at the front were Patoruzú magazines, Lupin, Isidoro, Condorito, Tony and many, they were where Flavio and I arrasábamos. Although on several occasions I was curious anger toward the back where they were novels, political books, medicine and many other readings.

No Saturday ritual that fails to rain but we covered it with drivers and set off, we loved the reading that was like a game to go in search of treasure our books and magazines in our imagination flying adventures. We were happy children filled with dreams, believed in good and knew what was wrong, the book teaches us life and we were by men at every step. Many experiences are remembered today as an adult when I remember my first books and magazines where I was a prince, pirate, explorer and travel to various places on a magic carpet

This was my first reading and remain on Saturdays happiest day in my adult life. Flavio does not come to fetch me to go to exchange books and magazines, but the thickness of the evening I take a book and remember when my grandfather came and we walked the four blocks up the avenue to go to fulfill our desire to get into the Be fascinated world of reading