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04/28/2026 14:58h
A narrow girl sells purses made of reed. Dead rabbits hang by feet, their red eyes dull, while chickens crammed in cages peck their seed. A vessel in Juan’s brain begins to bleed, spreading into the fissures of his skull. A narrow girl sells purses made of reed. The madams in the district underfeed hookers they line up for a spectacle while chickens crammed in cages peck their seed. A vendor buys his wares, then smokes some weed; he seldom deems police an obstacle. A narrow girl sells purses made of reed. Redeemers tend the poor, avoiding greed and never gesture for a miracle while chickens crammed in cages peck their seed. This is the life they know and that they need, the common life that no one can annul. A narrow girl sells purses made of reed while chickens crammed in cages peck their seed.