Late in the evening she get´s ready for the party – she is painting her nails and her lips red…covers her face with a mask and goes on the streets… In the night, in the darkness no one knows how she looks, who she is… She is the queen… only in the morning light she shows her face…

Alondra´s Party a short story/improvisation from Enzo Andre Jerez Araya.

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