Toda mi vida me he peleado con los números y con la economía. Lo que es pésimo. Soy una mala administradora. Cuando empecé a salir con D. me dijeron que era escritor, me pareció una persona agradable, que además, escribía poesía, como yo. Cuando nos veíamos conversábamos sobre los más diversos temas. Cuando me regaló su único libro publicado, tuve una gran sorpresa. Leí en la solapa que era ¡economista! Me sorprendió mucho, y se lo pregunté cuando volvimos a vernos. Me dijo: -No, ya no soy un economista. Luego de jubilarme me he dedicado a la poesía. -Ok, le dije. Y pensé, pero no lo dije: -No todo está perdido. No está todo el día viendo cifras y luego se pone el traje de poeta en su tiempo libre. Somos del mismo gremio. Bueno, ahora que vivo con él, sé que no se ha quitado del todo su traje de economista…Aunque ya no usa corbata.

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All my life I've struggled with numbers and economics. Which is terrible. I'm bad at managing money. When I started dating D., he told me he was a writer. He seemed like a nice person, and he also wrote poetry, like me. When we met, we talked about all kinds of topics. When he gave me his only published book, I was very surprised. I read on the cover that he was an economist! I was very surprised, and I asked him about it when we saw each other again. He said, “No, I'm not an economist anymore. After I retired, I devoted myself to poetry.” “Okay,” I said. And I thought, but didn't say, “All is not lost. He doesn't spend all day looking at numbers and then put on his poet's hat in his spare time.” We're in the same profession. Well, now that I live with him, I know he hasn't completely taken off his economist's suit... Although he no longer wears a tie.

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