Stories and News No. 671 Manuel Uribe is dead. The fattest man in the world, that’s how he was known. And so he will be remembered. Because that’s exactly the way his departure is told. By newspapers and television. For his weight, his 597 kg (1,316 lb). The weight… How important the balance of life is. But Manuel, like all of us, was not just that. Because we are not only made of full things. Of filled and saturated. Overflowing. More or less harmonized dowels in a most often far harmonious body. There is also something else that's worth. Between one kilo and the other. Between the skin and its overvalued colors. Among the forms and its undervalued imperfections. Emptiness. Yes, we are too that. We are also a number of absences. And I'm not referring to the certainly important space that Manuel has left closing his story on this earth. I refer to the gaps that were part of him. Invisible and elusive ones. But not meaningless. What I mean? Pauses, a...
by Alessandro Ghebreigziabiher