10 Surely, the book I have given as a gift the most times is Paradise is other people (Leonario Muntaner, Editor, 2016), by Valter Hugo Mãe. Not only because of the magnificent translation from Portuguese by Gabriel de la ST Sampol, nor because of the illustrations by Joan Miró that the publisher was wise enough to accompany it. No; if I've given this book away so often, it's because it presents a very specific vision of the importance of loving, of living in community, of a way of being in the world and cohabiting it. Like a beautiful and radical contradiction to Sartre's maxim that "hell is other people," Mãe speaks of love, of the very diverse types of couples and families that there can be, of animals, of sadness, and of loneliness, and she does so with the seemingly candid voice of a doll. She reminds us that life can be a little more worthwhile if we are part of a "we."

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