RE: Steinert, the Clouds Giver

What would the world be without art, without those sensitive people who, like a nightingale, spread their song, their thoughts. Since the caverns, the human being has looked for the way to leave in writing, to capture with any symbol, his passage through this world. I remember that in the bathroom of my high school there was a sign that said: “Juancho se mea la cama” and that mockery was as if it had appeared in all the newspapers of the country. I also hope that the wishes you have written have been fulfilled. One arm, triple X girl