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Miguel Abuelo, Buenos Aires, 1985   during a Rock & Pop festival concert, the image shows him with blood on his face after being struck near the eye by a bottle thrown from the audience, continuing to perform “Himno de mi Corazón.” Courtesy of the Archivo General de la Nación (Argentina). Soy todos tus olvidos – I am all your forgettings Y de todos tus olvidos, aparece mi alimento – And from all your forgettings, my nourishment appears Aquí, tu libertad – Here, your freedom Aquí, tu intención apelmazada de ser pájaro – Here, your compacted intention of being a bird Aquí, la piedra de tu risa – Here, the stone of your laughter Aquí, mi boca al frente y gritando: "Buen día" – Here, my mouth lifted and shouting: ‘Good morning’ A todo lo que pasa – To everything that happens ” This fragment from  Buen día Día  (1985) by  Miguel Abuelo  has been on my mind for a long time. When I first heard it, it was difficult to comprehend. And every time I return to it, ...