JORGE PARODI QUIROGA

WRITER

“With imagination, someone can easily create a whole world out of nothing”

Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer

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books

The Parodi

Literary production of four generations who have read the world through their nearness and deepness from the last seventy years. Literary legacy by way of immaterial treasure.

The Alley

It is a collection of 10 short stories of suspense, love, intrigue, narrated with an entertaining and distinctive style which hooks, moves and invites to reflection.

Candy Verses

Poems full of romanticism, emotions and feelings. This work rescues the value of classic poetry and all its expressions. It has didactic notes about the genre, history and tendencies.

Blog

Neighbors

Most of my friends on the block were older than me; except for my two younger brothers, I was the smallest of the group that met every afternoon to kick ball, fly kites, or just talk. I had, and still have, a strong admiration and great appreciation for my friends;

Fifth Two

The big man stopped, I passed him, he followed me with his eyes and only two meters from the longed-for corner, a strident, guttural exclamation, ordinary as his appearance, stopped me in my tracks: “Are you going to pass me by and pretend you didn’t notice me?”

Neighbors

Most of my friends on the block were older than me; except for my two younger brothers, I was the smallest of the group that met every afternoon to kick ball, fly kites, or just talk. I had, and still have, a strong admiration and great appreciation for my friends;

Fifth Two

The big man stopped, I passed him, he followed me with his eyes and only two meters from the longed-for corner, a strident, guttural exclamation, ordinary as his appearance, stopped me in my tracks: “Are you going to pass me by and pretend you didn’t notice me?”

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