The frogs went to sleep this afternoon; they started dreaming.
Behind it all, a profound impulse of metamorphosis that leaves no room for rest awakens an Ambystoma mexicanum, free from all fútbol and local government advertising, so it can tell us about its dreams.
It has encountered a series of automated perceptions followed by dotted lines that, at first glance, seem like unconnected frames of images, but in each frame manifest a multiplicity of stories.
