The unsuspected fall Who has not slipped and struck, by own or other people''s fault? Who has not felt, then, annoying and shyly, by own or other people''s fault? He is not novel, consequently, to say that who has seen itself, in similar causes, it must comment the incident so that the people in charge assume the urgencies necessary in order to avoid disagreeable results. Then, the arrival came one night by the Avenue, worrying house (perhaps, the delayed hour, the absence of street movement or the tasteful delay in Lost Time, pushed to me light), and I gave return in the immediate corner without being able to elude to submerge me in the negrura. The glass of the trees and some hidden light or extinguished, covered in that instance the rest of the way. When I wanted to stop the impetus, due to the risk of being above in the anything, I lost the balance because something united my legs there and, began the tumbles in as much rolled until the cord, where I was sore, almost stuned and oyendo with disagreement irreproducibles voices that only left my entrails. , Little by little battered and with injuries, I managed to rise; silence and the dark, encouraged, because nobody could have observed the violent tumble to come in my aid. In such state, I was in drag by the near wall and, to rough estimate of heavy letters, I reached ochava total of light. Hardly, I could be straightened better, I slowly initiated the return and ready to do it by cross-sectional the most visible one. my dull Noises surprised to me later in the bed, while the body was recovered of the unsuspected fall. The events of little importance forget, against the succession of actions that surpass to the thrown ones of the memory; but, sometimes, they return without wanting it. A little while of my daily trips it saw when it accidentally doubled in the corner of the pomposas letters and it found to me before the incline of about thirty centimeters of stop, together with the path, cause of the distant bounce. First that I included/understood it was the reason of the rolled one and in how it could have undergone a setback total and useless. With the arms in jars, I was looks for to it of an accomplice who affirmed the existence of the dangerous and incredible obstacle; again, no was next, and when watching towards the wall, I create, to redeem of past barbarisms, sent the simple verse to me of the poet: " Oh! " One would tie what finished reading and rereading, with the steep finished one of ahead? , or the path was of a neighbor and it was omitted to advise different modeled to him, less compromising, since I am conceited, certain to have technician intuited the text next to the door? The questions and their answers would be possible, if there were " chocado" , like I, with the announcement of the plate: CENTER ARCHITECTS OF RED? It seems the ridicule of a story, and the similarity inspired this note to me. May of 1998 Omar Néstor De Nápoles