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<div class="text-justify">That one that I am and I do not recognize, that lives in me and manages me from the shadows, that one I want to meet and invite him with a few drinks so that looking into each other's eyes we can tell each other things as they are.</div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">Carlos was determined to search for the truth, to know who he really was, to take off his formal clothes and undress at once, even in solitude, far from the gaze of third parties, prejudices and fears.</div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">He decided it would be best to take a trip that would take him away from everything, his friends, family, work. He needed to be alone with his thoughts and emotions so that the one he didn't know would finally show his face.</div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">While I waited in solitude, I imagined how much different that other me would be, how much of an unpleasant, good people, cowardly or brave, miserable or noble was the one who hid for years.</div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">Would he have the courage to show his face or, in any case, would Carlos have the courage to face him? </div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">Silence and solitude led him to go through the pages of his life, to review every decision, every attitude. </div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">And then the meeting finally took place.</div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">Carlos was naked, dressed only in something unpleasant and of good people, with some cowardice and other bravery, misery and nobility.</div><P/>
<div class="text-justify">Carlos was a human being, a guy who did what he could in his life, but with the merit that implies the courage to accept an encounter with oneself. </div><P/>