lugar donde terminar sus dias. Un peluquero, que hasta entonces ha regentado con grandes esfuerzos un celebre salon de belleza, decide dar refugio a los moribundos. Aficionado a los peces exoticos que en sus acuarios decoran el salon, el peluquero acaba convirtiendo su salon en un moridero medieval. Que mal diezma a los huespedes del improvisado enfermero, carente al parecer de motivos filantropicos? Con el tiempo ya solo los peces multicolores seran testigos indiferentes de su dedicacion, cercana a la santidad verdadera. / Formerly a stylist in a beauty salon in an unnamed city, the narrator, a transvestite, has now transformed the salon into the Terminal, where people who have nowhere to die end their days. The Terminal has become a kind of hospice for dying gay men, the hair dryers and armchairs sold to buy cots and a cooker, the mirrors removed to avoid multiplying the suffering. The manager keeps exotic fish in aquariums, which he keenly observes as an allegory of what's happening in the larger world: as symptoms of the sickness become apparent on his own body, he notices a fungus growing on the angelfish that fatally infects the others. The narrator's brutal reasoning renders Bellatin's tale an unflinching allegory on death.

Hide more