Letter from a recent deceased.

The death of Don Quixote, by Gustave Doré (1832–1883). Image: WikiArt.org.

‘Señores’ ―said Don Quixote― no so fast because in the nests of yesteryear there are no birds this year.

Don Quixote (Chap. LXXIV)

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Medical Doctor (Infectious Diseases specialist/Professor of Medicine) and writer (narrative, theater).

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Medical Doctor (Infectious Diseases specialist/Professor of Medicine) and writer (narrative, theater).

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