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Escuque es una población del Estado Trujillo (Venezuela), capital del Municipio Escuque. Según el INE para el año 2013, esta localidad contaba con 17.617 habitantes.
Escuque está ubicada en un valle a 1.100 msnm, es la primera población fundada por los Españoles en los Andes venezolanos, también es la ciudad capital de la Parroquia Escuque, está dividida en tres áreas comunales: La Loma, La Calle y el Corozo, aunque su desarrollo a través de los años ha dado cabida a nuevos sectores y urbanizaciones como La Urbanización Fray Ignacio Álvarez (Las Rurales), La Garita, Barrio Niño Jesús, Puerto Escondido, San Francisco, Candelillas, Media Luna, Avenida Francisco Ruiz, Calle Nueva, El Tendal, El Mamón, Las Delicias, Los Limoncitos, Urbanización Eloisa Torres y El Saman, El Colorado, Barquesi, Los Potreritos, La Honda, Urbanización Colinas de Carmania, Ezequiel Zamora, La legua, Urbanización Tabisquey, Juan Diaz, El INCE, La Victoria, Los Ranchos, Sicoque, El Socorro, La Palma entre otros. Entre las edificaciones más resaltantes se encuentran El Templo del Dulce Nombre de Jesús, declarado "Bien de Interés Cultural" por el Instituto de Patrimonio Cultura de la Nación, La sede de la Corporación de Los Andes (CORPOANDES), Fábrica de "Cafe Escuque", Casa Natal del Pintor Salvador Valero Corredor, Casa Natal del Poeta Ramón Palomares, La Institución Escuqueña, Taller de Cerámica Eloisa Torres, Fábrica de Velas "los Andes" entre otros.
About Juliediela Hermoso Correa
I currently identify with this Canticle:
"Come over here," some with sweet eyes tell me,
and they extend their arms to me, sure
that it would be good for me to hear them
when they say "Come here!"
I look at them with exhausted eyes
(there are, in my eyes, ironies and fatigue)
and I cross my arms
and I never go there ...
My glory is this:
Create dehumanity!
Do not accompany anyone.
-I live with the same indifference
with which I tore my mother's belly.
No, I'm not going around! I'm just going where
They take my own steps ...
If what I want to know, none of you answers me,
Why do they repeat "Come over here"?
I prefer to slip through muddy alleyways,
remove the winds
like rags, drag your bloody feet,
to go out there ...
If I came to the world, it was
to deflower virgin forests
and draw my own feet in the unexplored sand!
The rest I do is worth nothing.
How, then, will you be
those who give me impulses, tools and courage
to tear down my obstacles? ...
In his veins runs the ancient blood of the grandparents
and love the easy things!
I love the Mirage and the Distant,
I love the abysses, the torrents, the deserts ...
Platform! You have streets,
they have gardens, they have pots,
they have homelands, they have roofs,
and they have rules and treaties and sages and philosophers.
I have my Madness!
I pick her up, like a torch, let her burn in the dark night,
and I feel blood and foam and chants on the lips ...
God and the Devil are the ones who guide me, nobody else.
Everyone had a father, everyone had a mother,
but I, that I do not start or conclude,
I was born of the love between God and the Devil.
Oh, may no one give me pious intentions!
Nobody ask me for definitions!
Nobody tell me "Come here!"
My life is a gale that broke loose.
It is a wave that has risen.
And one more atom that is animated ...
I do not know where I'm going,
I do not know where I'm going,
- I know I do not go there!
José Regio