Once upon a time I sent the following story to my best frenemy, the Prince of Brikama; the one who claims that if the spirits of Santangba inspire him, he can write a thousand books with eyes wide shut. The story was for publication but no sooner had I sent it to him than a lot of noise started rising up about my person. It was a bunch of confused speculations so I decided to instruct my man to withhold the publication for obvious reasons because I did not want to feed the fuel of misunderstanding then.