I've been collecting things since I had memory. First it was keychains, then it was soda cans and so on. But for one reason or another, I got bored of most of my collections. I didn't found nourishment out of them. I was just being a hoarder, accumulating but not enjoying my stuff.
Suddenly, someone broke into my house and stole my computer. My father said he had no money at the moment to buy a new one (those were the times when a new computer costed three thousand dollars, at least in Peru, where the imports were highly taxed), so I was like crazy with nothing to do. My dad, gave me a bag he had of old envelopes that he had saved from letters and postcards dated as far al the 40's and 50's. The envelopes actually were all torn to pieces, b…Read more >