by Hemil Garcia Linares Shashank Sahay Whatever is done for love always occurs beyond good and evil. — Friedrich Nietzsche “Can we stay here?” asked the child, and Magda, for the first time, did not know what to say. She breathed in deep and finished the last of her cigarette. She looked at the child. His brown eyes awaited an answer. Magda put out the cigarette in the ashtray and sat the child on her lap while cigarette smoke drew arabesques throughout the room. “We can’t