

The women that hang around Sarmiento park at night, our narrator, a fictional version of the writer herself takes us into this world of short skirts and those woman selling themselves at night in the park a family of their own these are their tales from finding a baby. The book is one of those great books that walks the line between fiction and memoir, an inspiring and touching piece of autofiction that chronicles the lives of the Felloow Travesti. One of them, the youngest, worked up the courage to say what they were all thinking. They were going there because they knew it was the safest possible place for them to be, carrying the baby in a purse. The queerest boardinghouse in the world, during desperate times it had offered shelter, protection, succor, and comfort to an endless stream of travestis. They were going to Auntie Encarna’s house. They were a caravan of cats, hurried by circumstance, their heads down to make themselves invisible. THE TRAVESTIS walked from the Park to the area by the bus station at a remarkable pace. She is a leading voice in the trans community in Argentina. Then as her father had said, she ended up on the streets but has written and been a voice of the transgender community in Argentina this is the story of those she saw alongside her in the streets of Cordoba Camila Sosa Vilada writes for the stage and also been an actress in several films. This is mirrored somewhat in the novel, a story of a boy that becomes a woman who starts to dress in her. I love the cover but I loved the story of the writer’s own life. I often think I don’t read enough LGBT lit, but when I come across some great books in translation, I always get them, and this is one that caught my eye in the last few months. The Queens of Sarmiento Park by Camilo Sosa Vilada
