ricardo

2 min readMay 13, 2024

the world is small, innit? that’s a proper cliché, but it fits like a glove, another cliché or common saying, in the situation i had on friday or saturday. so, i transferred my title, and this guy from the electoral court (tre) hit me up on whatsapp sending my new title. alright, i opened the pdf, it said there i had to sign it, but then i went back to whatsapp, and he said it wasnt necessary to sign. one thing caught my eye straight away: he had exactly the same last names as ricardo. yeah, ricardo, that best mate of mine, from whom ive been distant for over 12 years, the one i wrote that surrealistic tale about where i see a pussy for the first time, and he’s my boyfriend, ‘ricardo and the origin of the world,’ published in one of the biggest literary magazines in the country, based in sp, the autorretratos, last year, and i got loads of compliments about it. so, i commented on whatsapp to the tre guy that i had a friend with the same last names as his, and he asked who and where he was from, so i replied, etc., and he goes, “he’s my brother lol,” then i said i miss him, and he said he’ll tell him. i love these things in relationships that should be all formal, but we ain’t ai robots, we’re humans, and we’re social beings. who knows, maybe ricardo will come after me, ’cause last year i left a message on his messenger with my number, and i’ll show him the tale where i immortalized him in brazilian literature as my boyfriend, since i couldnt do it in real life. i even saw ricardo in 2023, when we bumped into each other in the caff elevators, back when i was in a public position, and he probably came to the building for some bureaucratic stuff (he was carrying folders of papers) or some meeting, ’cause i found out he became an analyst in some legal stuff. but we were only 1 or 2 floors away from the ground, and there was only time for a quick glance at each other in every way, and we laughed, had a convo like what are you doing here, how’s work, etc. and i think i intimidated him ’cause i was right in the middle of the elevator with my back to the mirror, and he kinda looked awkward with his body and leaned against one of the elevator walls. we both got off, went our separate ways, took our own paths. there were no kisses or hugs.