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Frida dances the Malaguena.
With one crisp move, Frida lifts both edges of the skirt, places both fists on her hips and is prepared to dance. |
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"With this finger I will draw a door. Through this door I come out - rápido, rápido, rápido, rápido..." |
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The Accident
"Und der Haifisch der hat zähne..." |
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"She never cries in public..." |
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The Hospital
The bus pushed against the wall until it bent in two. This is where the hand rail must have splintered off and impaled her... |
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"You looked like an orange, but tasted like almonds. This is not love, naranja dulce. We have the nature of mountains, and only a mountain can know the core of another mountain." |
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"Please... don't ever forget me. I don't want to be one of your fading icons. Here, here is my image. I want you to carry me in your pocket like a tiny golden nugget..." |
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Womb Abortion
"Ay! Ay! Mamá mira María Siempre trae la leche muy fría Yo así no la puedo tomar Que se la lleven a calentar! Look... seedless." |
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"El pueblo! Unido! Jamas sera vencido!" |
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"I am spearheading a new genre - it's called Revolutionary Realism." |
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"I dreamt the other day that I laid naked on my right side. My head rested on your thighs. You caressed my hair, like you always do..." |
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"What does this mean? What does it mean when you have two cuernos coming out of you, nine arrows coming in and there is a fallen branch in front of you? What does it mean?" |
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"Look at my face - only at my face. This is not a tragic face. Look at my eyes, much is written there. Much is hidden from view..." |
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Metamorphosis |
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A world full of potential... |
