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I xabier zeberio The giving birth of a mirror can only come about if many eyes remain open for a long while.
Mirrors are totally repulsive creatures, and that’s why we rabidly stone them into little shards.
Those who rarely offer themselves up to mirrors age all the quicker. The rest of us are only too familiar with the everyday looking glasses that adorn the walls of our homes and bathrooms, and we know how to shape up to them to win that battle, we know how to shoo away the wrinkles. We know which lights to turn on and which ones to leave off. We are all master photographers in our own bathrooms.
But, once outside, we are much better off quickly shying away from strange mirrors.
And even so...
Even so, we always hang on to the hope that it won’t rain on the other side of rainy mirrors.
When we glimpse closed windows in the looking glass, we always hope for these windows to be really open.
And they aren’t.
We scream “Alice”. It’s like throwing a coin into a wishing well.
There is no “Alice”.
And we still stone those mirrors. We are right to do so.