A story about a handkerchief, a loss, and a small gesture that becomes an act. In the hands of a patient, the thread turns into thought — mending as a way to stay alive. What begins as a repair ends up as a lesson on creating from what’s broken, without erasing it.

A punk night, a body with memory, and a room that wakes up like a domestic crime scene. Between bleach, irony, and a burrito-flavored mate, a story about falling apart without losing the joke.

A reflection on India’s quiet power — creation without noise, coherence within chaos. It observes a country that doesn’t announce itself, yet keeps shaping the world in silence. A meditation on calm as strength, invention over imitation, and the art of sustaining one’s own fire.

An artist says that without the eye there’s no angle, and without the angle, no rainbow. From that line unfolds a reflection on how seeing is a form of participation — how each gaze, with its own language, alters what it observes. A text about the moment before the idea, when something begins to exist without a name yet.

A 3×3 meme to understand inflation through irony. Chorilenta, Darín, empanadas, and the “blue” dollar in a symbolic diagram that explains economic chaos with Argentine humor and semiotics.

A look at “Linoleum”, the NOFX track that turned misery into art and the floor into metaphor. Lo Que Arde observes the fire that doesn’t rise: the one that crawls, the one that glows from below.