{"id":9,"date":"2006-09-07T06:14:00","date_gmt":"2006-09-07T06:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/?p=9"},"modified":"2007-11-21T10:30:23","modified_gmt":"2007-11-21T10:30:23","slug":"la-calle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/?p=9","title":{"rendered":"La calle"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\">Es una calle larga y silenciosa.<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\nAndo en tinieblas y tropiezo y caigo<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\ny me levanto y piso con pies ciegos<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\nlas piedras mudas y las hojas secas<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\ny alguien detr\u00e1s de m\u00ed tambi\u00e9n las pisa:<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\nsi me detengo, se detiene;<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\nsi corro, corre. Vuelvo el rostro: nadie.<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\nTodo est\u00e1 oscuro y sin salida,<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\ny doy vueltas y vueltas en <span style=\"font-weight: bold\">esquinas<\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\nque dan siempre a la calle<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\ndonde nadie me espera ni me sigue,<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-style: italic\"><br \/>\ndonde yo sigo a un hombre que tropieza<\/span><span style=\"font-style: italic; color: #666666\"><br \/>\ny se levanta y dice al verme: nadie.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><span style=\"color: #666666; font-weight: bold\">Octavio Paz<\/span><span style=\"font-style: italic; color: #666666\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Es una calle larga y silenciosa. Ando en tinieblas y tropiezo y caigo y me levanto y piso con pies ciegos las piedras mudas y las hojas secas y alguien detr\u00e1s de m\u00ed tambi\u00e9n las pisa: si me detengo, se detiene; si corro, corre. Vuelvo el rostro: nadie. Todo est\u00e1 oscuro y sin salida, y [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-citas","post-preview"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/caleidoscopio.saraolmos.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}