By William Tiscornia “William, I call you the private secretary of Bernardo Neustadt” my wife Maria Dolores told me; it was so that on November 20, 2007 at about 7 pm I ran especially invited to “My time” refuge and place in the world of the remembered Bernardo. Down the stairs Bernard himself was loading newspapers under his arm; “Doctor I invited him to do an exercise together, I have for you no more than ten minutes since I have guests who ar…
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By William Tiscornia “William, I call you the private secretary of Bernardo Neustadt” my wife Maria Dolores told me; it was so that on November 20, 2007 at about 7 pm I ran especially invited to “My time” refuge and place in the world of the remembered Bernardo. Down the stairs Bernard himself was loading newspapers under his arm; “Doctor I invited him to do an exercise together, I have for you no more than ten minutes since I have guests who ar…