When I was at university, the story “go fuck yourself” was the joke we used to make between friends when we didn't have money for a certain thing. Like it's an easy way out. Exit that, in any case, none wanted to take. Neither they nor I knew any prostitutes, or at least none who would admit it. Today, after...
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While María Magdalena spread her legs and bent her spine looking for daily sustenance, the children grew up among bars and whorehouses, bazuco pots and hiding places for stolen things; But like every mother who loves her children, she always wants the best for them, and that the same life of needs and limitations of hers does not repeat itself in...
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with the whores A man is sitting at the bar. He rests his elbows and tilts his head slightly to the side, following the rhythm of the song. He orders tequila, but keeps his eyes on the floor, the bottle is brought to him, and he pours himself a shot of Don Julio. The bottle costs 450,000 pesos, it's early. He...
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