A stranger has died who has been with me for half his life

I did not meet the Boni. He didn’t know much about her life either. Like the rest of the group, he was very discreet. Even the gossipiest fans had a hard time guessing anything beyond what was happening on stage or the interviews they were giving, Navarro laconic. Only the barricadologists were aware of his enmity with El Drogas. He knew so little that I have to make sure I spell his real name, Javier Hernández. Now he’s dead. Fifty-eight years. A cancer of the larynx that left him speechless. In his obituaries I have learned more about his life than in the thirty years that I have heard …