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Con tinta roja y manifiesta complacencia, Morelli había copiado en una libreta el final de un poema de Ferlinghetti^[1]:

Yet I have slept with beauty

in my own weird way

and I have made a hungry scene or two

with beauty in my bed

and so spilled out another poem or two

and so spilled out another poem or two

upon the Bosch-like world^[2].

(-36)