Told in a compilation of essays and poems, this book encapsulates one man's journey- and the quest of each of us-to become the very best person possible in the years and months we have left.
The goal is to become SanViejo (Saint Old Guy), or the feminine version SantaVieja.
Along the road there are profound realizations: Forgiveness was invented because it had to be.
The season of Spring is a bacchanalia, a drunken sailor three sheets to the wind, bent on procreation even at the cost of one's.
Realizations | Forgiveness was invented because it had to be |
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