{"id":175,"date":"2020-04-27T10:30:07","date_gmt":"2020-04-27T13:30:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/art\/relatos\/?p=175"},"modified":"2020-07-04T19:01:14","modified_gmt":"2020-07-04T22:01:14","slug":"manzana-o-pera","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/2020\/04\/27\/manzana-o-pera\/","title":{"rendered":"Manzana o pera"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Una vez m\u00e1s no pod\u00eda dormir; la excusa para escapar de la solitud de sus s\u00e1banas y de Netflix esperando el sue\u00f1o se manifestaba en hambre. Manzana o pera, no mucho m\u00e1s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Tras el primer corte lleg\u00f3 una verdad para mi absurdo adulto: <em>la pera tiene olor a verano<\/em>. \u00bfC\u00f3mo? &#8211; pregunt\u00e9. <em>Que la pera tiene olor a verano<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">La calefacci\u00f3n y la hora solo me llev\u00f3 a sonre\u00edr; la pera compactaba el calor a cuentagotas desde su \u00e1rbol en \u00e9poca de pijamas abrigados.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">(C) 2020<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Una vez m\u00e1s no pod\u00eda dormir; la excusa para escapar de la solitud de sus s\u00e1banas y de Netflix esperando el sue\u00f1o se manifestaba en hambre. Manzana o pera, no mucho m\u00e1s. Tras el primer corte lleg\u00f3 una verdad para mi absurdo adulto: la pera tiene olor a verano. \u00bfC\u00f3mo? &#8211; pregunt\u00e9. Que la pera [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-175","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-microrrelatos"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/175","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=175"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/175\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=175"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=175"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=175"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}